The Fast

Not to win, not to fight
Not for profit or to prove that I'm right
Not for show, no facade
Sackcloth and ashes alone
Aren't accepted by God

But to give and to unlock the doors
To take from my hand
And to place it in Yours
To break every yolk
And to cut loose the chains
To give clothes to the naked
And a roof from the rain

Not to steal or demand what is due
Not to lie and pretend that it's true
Not to do, nor to speak as I please
Not to harden my heart to the dying
And to live at my ease

But to give You my life
Without keeping a part
To return to my God
And repent with my heart
To throw open the door
To the One locked outside
Then to worship the King
Without falseness or pride

Then your light will arise
And break through like the sun
And your righteousness shine
When obedience is done
Guarded by God
And led forth by the Lamb
When you cry with your voice
He will say, "Here I am!"

Not to win, not to fight
Not for profit or to prove that I'm right
Not for show, no facade
Sackcloth and ashes alone
Aren't accepted by God