Beauty on the outside
In the eyes of the world,
A perfect example
Devout and pure.
Doing enough to look good
But still falling short,
Your actions speak holiness
But listen to your heart.
Your outward man walks proudly
While your heart is hard as stone,
You're like a painted tomb
Still full of dead men's bones.
You live on your reputation
You rely on your good name,
You love all of the attention
You revel in the fame.
You think you're in control
Of everything you do,
You don't need any help
From the loving God that made you.
But He'll let you live your life
Until you reach the place,
That you realize you were wrong
And you cry, and seek His face.
Now He will get the glory
For the good things that you do,
And the world will see the Love of God
Every time they look at you.
