I’m tired of
textbook songs that sing
of Your great love.
Coined lyrics
Overused words
Hold little meaning.
When are we gonna
lay down our pride
tear down our idols
toss out the music
and come to You
with a pure heart
that just longs for
Your holy presence?
Songs that sing of Your holiness
but empty on their own;
Gigs in Your name with
their faces
their glories.
Whose glory;
Whose sake?
Week after week
Same songs
Same glory.
Your glory
Or is it?
When do we know it’s a sham
When do we know it’s too far from You?
Maybe we’re all far from You
else we wouldn’t need Jesus
the only way to You.
And it ain’t gonna be on our grounds or efforts.
Not how much we sing
how perfect our pitch is
how good we look on stage
nor how in love with You we appear.
Let all that we do
be Your glory, O Lord,
not ours.
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