I can see my age shining through like slate
The greys are early and the wrinkles are late
I stand tall before the Lord only by His grace
This can be something you ultimately face
A way of living by love’s roots in God
From a large crowd you will all applaud
My thing is that I am filled with love so bright
To withhold it from you or pour it out is my right
Should you see it for yourself the acts bestowed
By my sacrifice, nothing I am owed
For I became nothing to let Him become me
Lo, I looked and behold He has set me totally free
A Prophet Scorned 