The demise of the lukewarm = the demise of the ice-cold. BEAT BY XCESS, HOOK BY MARKA
I'm a simple man who God redeemed, and graciously uses for His purposes, I'm but a servant.
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I Take My Cross Upon My Shoulder, Trying Not To Look Back,
People Falling Left And Right Off The Straight And Narrow Path.
This Apostasy Has Got To Be The Greatest Challenge Yet,
Watching My Brothers And Sisters Jumping Ship At Simple Threats.
If You’ve Never Learned To War, Where Your Enemy Resides,
Then You’ll Make The Wrong Choice When It’s Time That You Decide,
Physical Or Spiritual, To Which Will You Respond,
The Cup Of Wrath Is Brimming, Cup Of Mercy Nearly Gone.
And I Do Not Envy Those Who Chose To Go The Broad And Paved,
Free Will’s Part Of The Deal And Still They Chose To Be Enslaved.
Their Lack Of Faith Erased The Grace In Place For The Obedient,
They Walked Away From Holy For The Profane And The Deviant.
I Try To Bring This Message As A Warning To My Crew,
Though They Walk Away And Say I’m Just A Fool For What I Do,
But I’ma Keep Bringing Heat To You 24-7
Cuz I Can Cry For You Now, But There’ll Be No Tears In Heaven.
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When I Feel like Giving Up, And I’m Tired Of This Walk,
I Hear That Hammer Steady Pounding Nails In The Cross,
I Hear The Father Whisper, “Son, You’ll Never Suffer Loss”
“I Paid Your Way With My Own Blood, So Let Me Purge The Dross”
Then I Stomp, Mount Up On Wings Like Eagles And Soar,
Remembering What The Pain And Persecution Is For.
I’m Zealous For His Name, Jealous For His Name-
Hostile Toward This Gospel That Costs Nothing And Offers The Same.
It’s Too Late In The Game, For Me To Play Like I Ain’t Knowin
Cant You See, The Door Is Closing, What He Shuts No Man Can Open
I’m Hoping You Realize This Implies The Opposite Too,
Come Now While Mercy And Forgiveness Still Are Offered You.
Will You Take Up Your Sword, Give Your Life To The Lord,
Take Up Your Fruitless Pursuits By The Roots And Lace Your Combat Boots
It’s Time To Cross-Up Troops;
Sackcloth And Ashes Match So Nicely, Preacher Drop That Suit. (Echo)
Awake, Put On Strength, This Is No Time For Nappin,
Realize You Abide In A Trap While you’re Out There Trappin,
And I Ain’t Just Rappin, I Got Mad Compassion, But I Won’t Be Backed In
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