Jeremiah Bligen Nfn
[Verse]
Here we are at the precipice
And wheat thinning seems more evident, sin
Snacking on our flesh, trying to crack us, the precedent
Established since sin's conception, charged
All with embezzlement, convicted and sentenced
Pestilence revoked all our memberships, word
This is where we are, by the logos we bite
Chewing on the apple and all da vices starting with "I"
It ain't a game how I box with the ex-version of mine
Dead man, so knees bow like waka, aflame on inside
I'm not surprised, murderous lies paint Babylon's skies
Foolish if my hope resides on either side of this guise
It's all fallen, Gomorrah, Sodom, Matthew 25
I'm not debating on your wing 'cause dead birds don't fly
Striving to live life as a light in a land full of screams
Where you're hated or labeled "hater" if you differ or disagree
Or differ to a degree that discomfort is the result
We don't wanna hear that we're wrong
Then again, what is wrong?
Reject the ruler's metric, then fill his prints with our paws
Ignore the dove's cry, yet want others to receive to ours
We flawed, dog
That's why I'm yelling "mercy" to the Lord
Eye full of grace towering over
You'd think that I'm French, but nah, my God
I have no interest in seeing myself superior
We all fall short, yet none of us are inferior
Worth placed by the image of God, value imputed but never gone
Even when killshots dispute it, it's never lost
Abortion clinics prosecuted, it's just as strong
Though it feels like it's going rogue while we're in the storm
It's still in our genes, like shoplifting
Seams, a thief's solace is in knowing who the supreme is
Compared to a wretched being, that weakness will keep us meek
And that's blessed, like what to do to food before we eat, there
Will always be resistance when God's order is mentioned
But let folks wrestle with God and not a horrible witness
When it's said and done we wanna be faithful as stewards
Speak truth, trying not to be jerks while doing it
Never through with it
The Church is not perfect, but saved
Striving to love and serve others through these storms and this pain
I ain't tryna to be Hananiah
To tickle ears with my breath
Like we ain't wearing grace thin
When sin's a garment of death, so yeah
It's still life, it's still love, it's still gospel
It's still truth even when fire's in their nostrils, Hostel
But I believe it all starts with the Lord
They say "that Bible is counterfeit, its history's off
God is a fraud, we are Thor, from our core to the edges"
But we as God, low key lacking, like a chart with no legend
They said "religious faith is the problem
It's manmade to divide us"
But if you destroy what man made
You're still left with the man that made it
Sin's inside us, soiled our motives all from the start
Maat making man owner of what God wrote on our hearts
And I don't have all the answers
It's cool if you don't feel me
In mourning but won't be swayed
Wearing him, not guilty, the verdict
A void remains like swerving around roadkill, see
God is greater, But we can't cover that hole with cheese
Just know that love still is the greatest, and the Spirit
Breaks strongholds, from fornication to racism
Racing here as a tortoise, wanna be patient and led
Always learning, for it's given to he that endures to the end
Amen
[Hook]
You sat high but came way down
Left your throne for Thorned head crown
So we'd know freedom, though way bound
And live life bright casting our cares how
We press on 'cause you were nailed down
Gave up the Helper, to help us stay found
So we could rise you rose, yeah now
Now we can soar with no fear now