What if?

What if man wasn’t deceived? Broken down to begging knees,
What if man lived their lives, with the true purpose at hand?
What if man had a hope? Death wouldn’t look so good to them,
What if man didn’t wear lust’s chains? They pull him down deeper, deeper, no breaking out,
What if you studied the word if God? You could hear your savior’s voice,
What if man knew about the cost, the cost which was paid?
The blood that was spilt, that spattered the floor,
The torn legs, the rent flesh, bleeding brow, dripping into his eyes,
He took the blows, he took the pain, now you are saved with crimson stain,
What if you spoke the truth to every person you ever met?
Untapped potential slowly slipping through our fingers like sand in the wind,
What could man do, if they died to themselves every day?
What if man knew they were loved,
By Jesus?