On Nature and Grace by Augustine | Rock Song

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Lyrics
Some say the soul was born untouched
No fracture deep, no ancient rust
That nature stands as God first made
No debt unpaid, no price delayed
But tell me—why the infant cries
Why does the heart bend before it tries
Why does the will, so proud and free
Choose lesser loves and call it liberty
Nature was good—yes, that is true
Made upright once, as God first drew
But Adam fell—and in that fall
The root was bent that bore us all

You point to the law and say, "Then see
God would not command impossibility
But law was never meant to save
It names the wound, it marks the grave
The command reveals what love demands
Not strength to climb by human hands
The mirror shows the stain within
It does not wash away our sin
If righteousness came by human plan
Then Christ died for no fallen man
But Scripture thunders from the tree
By grace alone, we are set free

Can the dead man answer the call
Can the clay command the Potter of all
Is righteousness earned—or freely shown
Bound will—or grace alone

Grace is the hand that heals the will
Not forced—but making sinners willing still
We choose—but only what we love
And our love never chooses God above
So grace descends, reorders sight
Lifts our desire to truer light
So if you obey, give thanks and praise
For faith itself is grace's flame
I will not flatter mortal dust
I will not preach self-saving trust
I preach the cross where pride is slain
And sinners live by sovereign grace

From death to life the heart is restored
Not by the will of man—but the grace of the Lord
No wage earned, no merit shown
Grace alone—grace alone

The will is free—yet bound
Until it is freed by grace