We are called to be clean,
but have failed to win
the struggle and became unclean.
Sworn and proved too mean,
others we judge and demean,
Our own understanding, we lean
And above all, celebrate sin
A blind world
Were called to show the way,
For it, go on our knees and pray,
But day after day
Through what we do and say
Have not only caused disarray
But have vehemently led it astray.
Instead of crying to God,
We are crying for blood.
Instead of our knees
We have trusted our arms
Instead of Christ, the Lord
We have obeyed of tribal warlords.
For our enemies, we no longer pray,
Without a second thought prey and slay
While God’s order was to love,
All we do is to loathe.
Whereas them, we need to bless,
To us, their lives matter less
And we careless.
We were called to be Christ-like
Now we only like Christ.
Forgetting the tree, the nails, and His wrist
That without a word he graced the hill
Not only to pay the bill
But do His Father’s will.
In turn, we’ve under-priced the sacrificed
While we should have been saved
We are just shaved.