Some folks are always complaining,
They say "Life just isn't fair!"
As if they're the only people
With too many burdens to bear.
Tell me, please, what's more unfair,
Than to leave a glorious home,
To be born as a lowly carpenter's son,
Having nothing to call all your own;
To leave the glories of Heaven,
And His Father's sweet embrace,
To come to this old sinful world,
To die in pain and disgrace.
Yes, it's unfair that God's own Son,
Who was free from any sin,
Would save us all from satan's power,
And draw us to live with Him.
For this perfect, spotless Lamb of God
Was crucified in agony,
In order to pay the sin- price
For a worthless wretch like me.
Yes, that was unfair, no doubt,
But Christ fulfilled the law's demand;
He freely gave His own life
To redeem lost sinful man.
For all of us are sinners,
We deserve the stripes He bore;
And if we received our just rewards,
We'd be condemned forevermore.
I'm so glad God didn't give me,
What I'd deserve if life was fair;
Instead, through Christ, my sin's forgiven,
And eternal life I'll share.