Go ahead -  hate me in your heart.

 I'll survive every barb, I'll survive every dart.

For my life is found in Christ, 

 not in your acceptance or rejection 

 and from countless daily deaths

 I experience countless ressurections,

for the very Spirit that raised my Christ from the dead

 now lives in me and by Him I'm led.

His breath is upon me and in me He dwells

 and He's leading me, oh my enemy, far from Hell.

Go ahead, deny your heart His love

 Your suicide   -  I will not be a part of!

Go ahead  - refuse to humble yourself 

 but when it's time to get in line

 the line you're in won't end up so well

Ignore me as much as you want

 or to my face your cruelty flaunt

It doesn't matter, my enemy  -

 I'll still desire your good 

 and you'll still have my pity