So, so you think you could tell
Heaven from hell
Just based on your "doing well"?
Will you walk on streets of gold,
Or be stuck in the flames?
Would you smile or would you ail?
Do you think you could tell?
And could I get you to trade
Your heroes for Christ,
Hot fades for the truth,
Hot flames for the cool breeze,
"Cool thinking" for faith?
Would you exchange
A walk-on part in this world
For a lead role in God's rage?
How I wish, How I wish you would hear:
Jesus died in your stead on a wooden cross, to set you free
From running over the same old ground
Though nothing you've found,
From the same old fears,
Wish you would hear
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
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