Called to be a sent one. Not by man nor for man. This wasn’t my plan I was the enemy of Christ Hell bound and hell-bent on eliminating the light But he stopped me in my tracks, no looking back, I’m not who I used to be, was blind but now I see, y’all ain’t ready for me. If I pleased men I wouldn’t be a servant of the king, so excuse me while I bring the unbound living mystery of the glorious good news to you for free, no Christian seminary degree, I went to the mountain and Christ revealed himself in me, he’s my authority He sent me. To live is Christ, to die is gain! Tell me who is sufficient for these things? For his sake, Fill up the sufferings of Christ Finish the race, and fight the good fight. Pour me out like a drink offering, I’m the offscouring of all thangs, But I’ll be a sweet fragrance for my king! I bear in my body his marks I praise God for these scars Yeah When it’s all said and done I’m the sent one. They Stoned me, I rose up and went back to preach, save one more lost sheep. Thought you ended me? Not till he’s done with me. God put us last in line Death row prisoners for Christ A spectacle for angels and men You can’t see what I seen if you ain’t been were I been I’ll be a fool so you can be wise I’ll be dishonored so you can rise I’ll be weak so you can be strong All thangs to all men that I might win some Reviled we bless Persecuted we press Being defamed we plead Were the filth of the age The offscouring of all things. It’s okay, I’ll spend and be spent for you, if you only knew the love I had for you, but the more I love the less I be loved. Still I will love. Lord send me! To live is Christ, to die is gain! Tell me who is sufficient for these things? For his sake, Fill up the sufferings of Christ Finish the race, and fight the good fight. Pour me out like a drink offering, I’m the offscouring of all things, But I’ll be a sweet fragrance for my king! I bear in my body his marks I praise God for these scars Yeah When it’s all said and done I’m the sent one. Fought wild beasts at Ephesus. You don’t want to mess with us Thrice Shipwrecked—hit the deck! Five lashings. Three beatings. One stoning. Who’s next?! I ain’t done yet! To live is Christ, to die is gain! Tell me who is sufficient for these things? For his sake, Fill up the sufferings of Christ Finish the race, and fight the good fight. Pour me out like a drink offering, I’m the offscouring of all things, But I’ll be a sweet fragrance for my king! I bear in my body his marks I praise God for these scars Yeah When it’s all said and done I’m the sent one. To live is Christ, to die is gain! Tell me who is sufficient for these things? For his sake, Fill up the sufferings of Christ Finish the race, and fight the good fight. Pour me out like a drink offering, I’m the offscouring of all things, But I’ll be a sweet fragrance for my king! I bear in my body his marks I praise God for these scars Yeah When it’s all said and done I’m the sent one. I’m the sent one in Jesus name. Lord send me
