The Sinfulness Of Sin

Timothy Brindle

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    Sin is lawlessness, an awful mess of haughtiness
    Sin is not being in awe of His —Glory
    But degrading it and trading it for naughtiness
    It’s treating God as piss
    It’s disregarding that He exists as Sovereign
    It’s more sickening than kissing harlots lips
    Whose breath stinks worse than garbage mixed
    With the rawest fish after she gargles spit

    Sin’s an awful virus that wants your iris
    Clogs your sinus, gives you thoughts of violence
    Woe to those who think it’s not inside us
    Your heart despises the awesome Highness
    Gross scum, sin is so loathsome
    And it’s shown most by the propitiation of His own Son
    Who so hung and choke both lungs

    It’s odor to Jehovah its worse than smoked dung
    I pray this makes you vomit your whole inners
    To display how abominable sin is
    To the honorable God who’s my witness
    If we take sin lightly, let’s go to the cross to convince us
    Where He slaughtered the sinless
    Infinitely valuable Son who paid an infinite cost for forgiveness
    ‘Cause that’s the only way the infinitely holy Yahweh can take us off of His hit list

    Sin is any thought that’s not morally pure
    Sin is loving anything else more than the Lord
    Sin is breaking His laws, forsaking His commandments
    Sin is hatred for God, it’s blatantly Satanic
    Sin is any thought that’s not morally pure
    Sin is loving anything else more than the Lord
    Sin is breaking His laws, forsaking His commandments
    Sin is hatred for God, it’s blatantly Satanic

    Sin’s idolatry and serving yourself
    It’s hating God’s riches and worshipping wealth
    Sin is substituting other ugly doings
    For God the Son who’s the lovely true King
    Sin is taking His glory and stomping, trampling on it
    Often we’re mocking dancing upon it
    Sin is not enjoying what’s most glorious
    Namely the Lord so of course He’s abhorring this

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    It’s not valuing what’s most valuable
    Namely the Hallowed King who’s so powerful
    Sin is not thanking God, it’s ingratitude
    For this grim attitude, His wrath is due
    And every time we err or a lie is blurred
    The Bible says that we’ve despised His Word
    It’s not just sexual sin detested by Him

    But any expression of enmity manifested within
    From silent pride to violent eyes
    To the finest thighs we idolize
    Or the wisest guys who privatize bribes they hide
    It’s all despised in the Messiah’s eyes
    You’re too pure to look at evil of crooked people
    Who took cathedrals and made them crooks casinos
    It’s God’s most despicable enemy
    Sin would be the grossest sight if it were a physical entity

    Sin is any thought that’s not morally pure
    Sin is loving anything else more than the Lord
    Sin is breaking His laws, forsaking His commandments
    Sin is hatred for God, it’s blatantly Satanic
    Sin is any thought that’s not morally pure
    Sin is loving anything else more than the Lord
    Sin is breaking His laws, forsaking His commandments
    Sin is hatred for God, it’s blatantly Satanic

    See unbelievers are really dung retrievers
    Chasing after feces son come to Jesus
    The Only One who cleans us
    From our ugly fungus and hundreds of tons of diseases
    All humans are professional sinners
    We’re all born with this detestable sickness
    Our best deeds are the grimiest funk
    They’re menstrual pads at that time of the month

    This deep corruption should seem disgusting
    If not you’re guaranteed to see destruction
    Admit your bent on being mischievous
    So kid repent of evil wickedness
    But in a sense when a Christian sins
    It’s more sickening than sins of wicked men (why?)
    ‘Cause we’ve tasted His goodness as recipients of grace
    So every time we inn it’s like we’re spitting His face
    If Christians are no longer trapped in its bondage
    Then why as dogs do we go back to our vomit?
    How dare us believers not cherish this Jesus
    And instead indulge in sin it’s scary to see this

    Until we make Christ our treasured King
    And see His worth above everything
    We won’t recognize sin’s evil nature
    Or appreciate our bleeding grieving Savior
    My point is this-Sin is so wicked
    But we dismissed this ‘cause we’re so distant
    From the Lord’s glorious light
    It’s not ‘til we’re in it that we’ll see sin’s horrible sight (right)
    But perhaps the greatest mystery
    Is that the Holy One Himself became iniquity
    And suffered infinite pain and misery
    To give us saving grace and make us sinners free

    Sin is any thought that’s not morally pure
    Sin is loving anything else more than the Lord
    Sin is breaking His laws, forsaking His commandments
    Sin is hatred for God, it’s blatantly Satanic
    Sin is any thought that’s not morally pure
    Sin is loving anything else more than the Lord
    Sin is breaking His laws, forsaking His commandments
    Sin is hatred for God, it’s blatantly Satanic

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    Composición: Timothy Brindle

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