Now is the time To die to ourselves The night is spent The day is at hand Cast off the works of darkness Put on the armour of light Desires of the flesh Keep pulling me back I must stand firm Never giving in Not for me but for You give glory Not for me but for You give glory Tearing flesh from bone Rip me in two Expose me for all that I am All of my deeds count for nothing I want to go back When I didn't live with clouded eyes I enjoyed the simple things The wind in my hair and the sun on my face Has life lost its luster? Now is the time To die to ourselves The night is spent The day is at hand Cast off the works of darkness Put on the armour of light I want to go back When I didn't live with clouded eyes I enjoyed the simple things The wind in my hair and the sun on my face Has life lost its luster?