A Son is Born That Way
8/8/2000
Count the cost to love the lost and expose their wicked deeds,
That they might turn to Me
For eternity
And fill their unsought needs.
I say the cost was on the cross
Where their Savior sought to bleed.
For from within, I will pluck their sin
Like the dresser plucks the weed
Oh count the cost
To win the lost
Whose shame I gladly bear.
Take My name and bear My shame
My grace will meet you there.
In the end you will lose some friends
Yet a son is born that way.
It’s by this cost I redeemed the lost
To meet them in that day.
Do you hear I am drawing near,
Yes even at the door
I paid the price a sacrifice
Yet I hear you cry for more.
Yes seek the lost
At any cost
My coming is at the door.
For to that day I made a way
To live forever more.
The price you will pay is the one I paid
Their value I have set.
For that day, walk this way
A reward with no regret.
-gary