Privilege

I paid for the privilege of feeling like meat

and you choose to cast away what we might have.

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I paid for the privilege of feeling elevated to meat,

I leave it behind for the possibility of you, and you

refuse it.

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I have another who’ll not reject me,

another who’s pursued me forever

He’ll take what I give and then demand more besides.

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To serve Him is a privilege I’ll always abide

To seek Him, His face, He’s been with me every moment.

He’ll not reject me, He’ll not leave me.

He already paid.

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I paid real money for the privilege of feeling like meat,

But He paid for me,

He paid the cost of all of me.

He paid the price for everything I could ever be

and more.

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It’s a privilege shared by all, but many refuse to call.

He respects my choices,

That’s part of the point.

I’d rather be chosen then left.