Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda

Where’s your destination

When you are done on earth?

Have you made the decision

To give your soul some worth?

If we could just be saved

by being ”good”, you know there’d be

an even bigger question

of relativity.

Soulful competition

to see who was most good

would thrill the Devil’s demons

His flames would need more wood.

Why look back and ponder

on our lives progression

Our memory will shout it

“coulda, woulda, shoulda”.

“Good” is no solution

to what God really needs

His way requires commitment

Preferring faith, not deeds.

Don’t look back and wonder

Why our lives weren’t better

Just how we might have changed things?

“coulda, woulda, shoulda”.

Jesus is the portal

Though which we can get home.

God will guarantee his grace,

Just recognize His son.

So pick your path with care

Consider what you’ll do

Your actions aren’t the answer.

But faith will see you through.

We can know for certain

When our fate is settled

By asking His forgiveness

There’s no more could or “shoulda”.

You shoulda, coulda, woulda

You woulda, coulda, shoulda

So don’t depend too long on just the feeling that you’re good enough.

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Lyrics: Roland Burbank

Music: written, arranged, recorded, mixed, mastered, drum track, keyboards – John Schreiner

Vocals: Hans Sylstra/Cathy Schreiner

Guitars: Randy Mitchell

Song art: Garry Grant