Lover of Fools

Ay, can I kick it?

'Cause You're the friend to needy sinners

You take me as I am

See past what I pretend to be

You might find me

Naked and ashamed

Insane how it's same

As being clothed in my Adam

And You know this

Still Your aim sees through me

Like uzi scope

Your view of me is framed with a stubborn hope

You make an art

Of befriending all the worst of us

Jesus Christ

The Healer of our broken hearts

I, I'm the same as the rich young ruler

The cripple at the Gate Called Beautiful

I've played the part

Of the self religious priest in Jerusalem

Still You - take me - by the - hand

And transform me to a different man

Covered by You

So renewed is the fool who falls

And finds Christ

Blood bought in the fountain of truth

A friend with no comparison

Devoted to fools

Lover of Fools

So devoted and true

How do you love me?

How do you love me?

You are the Lover of fools

You meet me in the lowest of despair

So devoted and true

No one like You and how You care

My Lord

How do you love me?

My Lord, My Lord

But you love me

But you love me

Mirror mirror on the wall

I see a guilty man

Filthy and not able to clean his act

No fable

I'm a character in the story of redemption

Known for my offenses

A shady character

Here I am

Resting in the shade

I was stained by the shame

Of the mess that I made

And this left me naked and afraid

Why would the Lord come and trade places with me?

Stood in my place when Your judgment I faced

I could never appease

The perfect standard