Service

I have come to this place to be changed
To break up the pieces and be rearranged

I have come to this place to be healed
To remove the fa?ade and be fully revealed

I have come to this place to be known
That the lies are cast off and I stand on my own

I have come to this place to be saved
To confess to the judge and the sentence be waived

And yet deep in my heart I have come to this place
As there's no chance for God to reveal his face
In the hymn's and the psalms and the prayers for the sick
I'll be nicely content and that should do the trick
Just a few simple words keeps the slate pretty clean
And another chance passes to be real, to be seen
It's a quick cup of tea and then off back home
Secure that my cover will never be blown.