Friend Songtext
von Critical Mass

You recoil from me, I′m a leper
I guess I really can't blame you
Disease in my veins poison me
Payment for my sins come due
My old lifestyle still haunts me
I know that this is my own fault
My preference is still a struggle
My soul is crushed by this assault

All I ask of you, my friend
Is be Jesus to my brokenness
Treat me with His mercy
Show me the faith that you profess
Touch me without cringing
See me without disdain
Even Christ befriended sinners
Sympathized with their pain


Your other friends who live in sin
Are they okay because they′re straight
Though they play with the same fate
You don't shun them with hate
They're still invited to your table
You′ll share a quiet conversation
Don′t want approval of my lifestyle
Just wish you weren't so hostile

All I ask of you, my friend
Is be Jesus to my brokenness
Treat me with His mercy
Show me the faith that you profess
Touch me without cringing
See me without disdain
Even Christ befriended sinners
Sympathized with their pain

I walk a lonely path
Surrounded by wrath
A self imposed chastity
Cast in my frailty


All I ask of you, my friend
Is be Jesus to my brokenness
Treat me with His mercy
Show me the faith that you profess
Just walk along with me
Hear my pain and sorrow
All I ask is for my dignity
As I face the last of my tomorrows