The Sinfulness of Sin

Sin is lawlessness, an awful mess of haughtiness/
 Sin is not being in awe of His —Glory/
 But degrading it and trading it for naughtiness/
 It's treating God as ****/
 It's disregarding that He exists as Sovereign/
 It's more sickening than kissing harlots lips/
 Whose breath stinks worse than garbage mixed/
 With the rawest fish after she gargles spit/
 Sin's an awful virus that wants your iris/
 Clogs your sinus, gives you thoughts of violence/
 Woe to those who think it's not inside us/
 Your heart despises the awesome Highness/
 Gross scum, sin is so loathsome/
 And it's shown most by the propitiation of His own Son/
 Who so hung and choke both lungs/
 It's odor to Jehovah its worse than smoked dung/
 I pray this makes you vomit your whole inners/
 To display how abominable sin is/
 To the honorable God who's my witness/
 If we take sin lightly, let's go to the cross to convince us/
 Where He slaughtered the sinless/
 Infinitely valuable Son who paid an infinite cost for forgiveness/
 'Cause that's the only way the infinitely holy Yahweh can take us off of His hit list.
 Sin is any thought that's not morally pure/
 Sin is loving anything else more than the Lord/
 Sin is breaking His laws, forsaking His commandments/
 Sin is hatred for God, it's blatantly Satanic
 Sin's idolatry and serving yourself/
 It's hating God's riches and worshipping wealth/
 Sin is substituting other ugly doings/
 For God the Son who's the lovely true King/
 Sin is taking His glory and stomping, trampling on it/
 Often we're mocking dancing upon it/
 Sin is not enjoying what's most glorious/
 Namely the Lord so of course He's abhorring this/
 It's not valuing what's most valuable/
 Namely the Hallowed King who's so powerful/
 Sin is not thanking God, it's ingratitude/
 For this grim attitude, His wrath is due/
 And every time we err or a lie is blurred/
 The Bible says that we've despised His Word/
 It's not just sexual sin detested by Him/
 But any expression of enmity manifested within/
 From silent pride to violent eyes/
 to the finest thighs we idolize/
 Or the wisest guys who privatize bribes they hide/
 It's all despised in the Messiah's eyes/
 You're too pure to look at evil of crooked people/
 Who took cathedrals and made them crooks casinos/
 It's God's most despicable enemy/
 Sin would be the grossest sight if it were a physical entity.
 See unbelievers are really dung retrievers/
 Chasing after feces son come to Jesus/
 The Only One who cleans us/
 From our ugly fungus and hundreds of tons of diseases/
 All humans are professional sinners/
 We're all born with this detestable sickness/
 Our best deeds are the grimiest funk/
 They're menstral pads at that time of the month/
 This deep corruption should seem disgusting/
 If not you're guaranteed to see destruction/
 Admit your bent on being mischievous/
 So kid repent of evil wickedness/
 But in a sense when a Christian sins/
 It's more sickening than sins of wicked men/(Why?)
 'Cause we've tasted His goodness as recipients of grace/
 So every time we inn it's like we're spitting His face/
 If Christians are no longer trapped in its bondage/
 Then why as dogs do we go back to our vomit?/
 How dare us believers not cherish this Jesus/
 And instead indulge in sin it's scary to see this/
 Until we make Christ our treasured King/
 And see His worth above everything/
 We won't recognize sin's evil nature/
 Or appreciate our bleeding grieving Savior/
 My point is this-Sin is so wicked/
 But we dismissed this 'cause we're so distant/
 From the Lord's glorious light/
 It's not 'til we're in it that we'll see sin's horrible sight (right)/
 But perhaps the greatest mystery/
 Is that the Holy One Himself became iniquity/
 And suffered infinite pain and misery/
 To give us saving grace and make us sinners free.