None Other Can Console Me

My prayers feel like poison
How could I draw you into this
My sin has separated me
I pray in my unrighteousness

I give God cause to hate me
Then I approach the great white throne
I hate myself for what I’ve done
But I can come to Him alone

Though I feel unworthy
And that I am in this dark season
None other can console me
None other has the right or reason

Jesus Christ, my righteousness
By His dark death I am now pleading
He is all my hope and stay
His broken body bloodied, bleeding

Nailed on the tall Roman cross
To cancel death and sin’s old power
He advocates for me today
And I run to Him, my strong tower

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