"What Will You Do?" & "Look Up"

"What Will You Do?"

Postmortem. Postpartum
Your life has just started
Cause when you got saved
Your old life departed
You’re no longer a slave
You’re no longer depraved
You’re no longer deprived
Your name's been engraved

In God’s Book of Life
Yeah you’ve been revived
That’s why we say born again
You have survived and arrived
At the place of “Amens”
Where there’s no longer sin
God has brought you from the desert
Right back to Him

Now you’ve had reversion
From former perversion
We call that conversion
But please be alerted
The world’s been deserted
By Christians who have no conviction
People go to Hell
Every year by the millions

So what will you do?

We don’t open our mouths
It’s time to admit it
We say that we’ve shared
But really we didn’t
We’re evangelists
But really we isn’t
We don’t like the heat
So we stay outta the kitchen

We get out of the way
We refuse to embrace
The Lord’s Great Commission
We don’t want to lose face
We put reputation
Above others’ souls
It’s like, in the end
We don’t care where they go

It’s a shame we don’t know
That Hell’s a real place
Where sinners go
At the end of their days
If we’re Christians you’d think
We would know
We’ve all been commissioned
We all have to go

And spread the Word
To all the world
Mission trip is no va-ca
Don’t be absurd
Satan is a volcano
It’s gonna hurt
Don’t look so surprised
We were never promised comfort

So what will you do?

Why do we crave comfort?
It’s the American Dream
An illusion man-made
It bursts at the seams
With lies about what
Can make us all happy
Two cars and two floors
For our four-person family

Then we think our lives
Will be so complete
But the Son didn’t say that
That's not in the red ink
So don’t be so concerned
With comfort and ease
Man I’m tired of this crap
We should stand up and speak

So stop with the jib-jab
The who’s-dating-who fad
And start speakin’ truth
The world needs to hear that
And hear it from you
Cause you are the one
That they’ll listen to
You’re their friend

So start actin’ like it
And be about it
You’ll change the world
There’s no doubt about it
If you live it out
And go on out
And spit it out
You’ll change the world

So what will you do?

"Look Up"

You cannot see my blemishes

My black tattoos

When I cover myself up

Put on my black suit and my black shiny shoes

And that’s something we all do, ain’t it?

We have imperfections, so we cover it, layer it

Parts of our lives that are peeling, repaint it

Potholes in our parkways, repave it

But styling superficial surfaces

Ain’t the purpose of church services

Our minds can get to spinnin’ in circles

Brains become religious three ring circuses.

We go crazy, no whiz kids

When questions swirlin like a whirlwind.

But if you question what the purpose is

Start to question whose world it is.

You want the answer? Look up.

Have you ever considered

The power of prayer.

I know your brain is littered

It’s hard to maintain the stare

Concentration broken

By the tear of doubt’s glare.

Who are you talking to -

A castle in the air?

The ozone layer?

Simba said dead kings, deceased most valuable players.

Man I swear there’s someone there.

Not some surveyor giving you a questionnaire.

But its someone who cares.

More than heaven’s mayor

He’s a Father with flair

Heavenly mansions are his day care

God’s a repairman

He’ll repair your despair

Light you up brighter than Times Square

If you look up

Let me say this directly

You need to personally converse with the Lord

It’s not a matter of doing it correctly

But a matter of not letting it be ignored

You can be floored

By the rewards when you explore

The revelation of rehabilitation

Found in our Lord

The sensation of liberation has no explanation

Like partial differential equations

There is no rationalization

Why to make us clean, Christ would choose to get so dirty

It’s like a prima ballerina choosing to dance sloppy

Just to blow our sins out of the water

It’s our personal Hiroshima, Nagasaki

When we look up

There is no denying prayer’s importance

First of all it’s in accordance

With God’s Holy Word

Which has the power to raise corpses

Obedience just makes sense

And consider that you can alter events

Change the course of history

Because the words we speak aren’t just dreams dreamt

But letters read

And whispers heard around the world

Like a shot fired, nothing slips past our Lord

He knows who we are and who we have been

The girls at a party sippin on gin

The entirety of their identity dependent on if a boy talks to them

A guy chillin with his friends, idolizing sex in loneliness

Thinking happiness is having lots of sex

The cutter, the closeted homosexual, the abused, the ignored

We all have issues that make us insecure

And you don’t have to tell everyone

But give it to the Lord

He already knows anyways

He’s written every chapter of your life

And, yes, every book is going to have pages of darkness and pages of light

And on page one the happy ending may be out of sight

But it’s there, it’s coming, it’s near

God does listen to every word

When we speak He hears

And He cares and He loves

So He deserves more than a couple of minutes of prayer a day

He deserves constant worship

That’s why prayer is so important

So look up