Propaganda (US) - Precious Puritans lyrics

Pastor, you know it's hard for me when you quote puritans. Oh the precious puritans. Have you not noticed our facial expressions? One of bewilderment and heart break. Like, not you too pastor. You know they were the chaplains on slaves ships, right? Would you quote Columbus to Cherokees? Would you quote Cortés to Aztecs? Even If they theology was good? It just sings of your blind privilege wouldn't you agree? Your precious puritans. They looked my onyx and bronze skinned forefathers in they face, Their polytheistic, god-hating face. Shackled, diseased, imprisoned face. And taught a gospel that says God had multiple images in mind when he created us in it. Their fore-destined salvation contains a contentment in the stage for which they were given which is to be owned by your forefathers' superior image-bearing face. Says your precious puritans. And my anger towards this teaching screams of an immature doctrine and a misunderstanding of the gospel. I should be content in this stage, right? Isn't that Paul taught? According to your precious puritans. Oh, you get it but you don't get it. Oh, that we can go back to an America that once were, founded on Christian values. They don't build preachers like they used to. Oh, the richness of their revelations. It must be nice to not have to consider race. It must be nice to have time to contemplate the stars. Pastor, Your colorless rhetoric is a cop-out. You see my skin, and I see yours. And they are beautiful. Fearfully and wonderfully divinely designed uniqueness. Shouldn't we celebrate that rather that act like it ain't there? I get it. Your puritans got it. But, How come the things the Holy Spirit showed them in the valley of vision didn't compel them to knock on they neighbors door and say, "You can't own people!"? Your precious puritans were not perfect. You romanticize them as if they were inerrant. As if the skeletons in they closet was pardoned due to the they hard work and tobacco growth. As if abolitionists weren't racist and just pro-union. As if God only spoke to white boys with epic beards. You know Jesus didn't really look like them paintings. That was just Michaelangelo's boyfriend. Your precious puritans. They got it but they didn't get it. There's not one generation of believers that figured out the marriage between proper doctrine and action. Don't pedestal these people, your precious puritans partners purchased people. Why would you quote them? Step away. Think of the congregation that quotes you. Are you inerrant? Trust me I know the feeling. It's the same feeling I get when people quote me. Like, if you only knew! I get it. But I don't get it. Ask my wife. And, it bothers me when you quote puritans, if I'm honest, for the same reason it bothers me when people quote me–they precious propaganda. So, I guess it's true. God really does use crooked sticks to make straight lines. Just like your precious puritans.