Propaganda - G.O.S.P.E.L. lyrics

It's the full story of life crushed into 4 minutes The entirety of humanity in the palm of your hand crushed into one sentence Listen, it's intense right God. Our. Sins. Paying. Everyone. Life The greatest story ever told, that's hardly ever told God. Yes. God The maker and giver of life And by life I mean any and all matter and substance Seen and unseen What can and can't be touched Thoughts, image, emotions, love, atoms and oceans, God All of it his handy work One of which is masterpiece Made so uniquely that angels looked curiously The one thing in creation that was made with his imagery The concept so cold It's the reason I stay bold, how God breathed in the man and he became a living soul Formed with the intent of being infinitely, intimately fond Creator and creation held in eternal bold And it was placed in perfect paradise til something went wrong A species got deceived and started lusting for his job An odd list of complaints, as if the system ain't working And used that same breath he graciously gave us to curse him And that sin seed spread though our soul's genome And by nature of your nature, your species, you participated in the mutiny Our. Yes. Our sins Its nature inherited, lack in the human heart It was over before it started Deceived from day one and lead away by our own lusts There's not a religion in the word that doesn't agree that something's wrong with us The question is what is it? And how do we fix it? Are we eternally separated from a God that may or not have existed? But that's another subject. Let's keep grinding Besides trying to prove God is like defending a lion homie It don't need your help, just unlock the cage Let's move on how our debt can be paid Short and sweet The problem is Sin Yes. Sin It's a cancer. An asthma. Choking out our life force Forcing separation from a perfect and holy God And the only way to get back is to get back to perfection But silly us, trying to pa** the course of life without referring to a syllabus This is us Keep up your good deeds. Chant, pray, meditate But all of that of course is spraying cologne on a corpse Or you could choose to ignore it as if something don't stink It's like stepping it dog poop and refusing to wipe your shoe But all of that ends with how good is good enough? Take your silly list of good deeds and line them up against perfection, good luck That's life past your pay grade The cost of your soul you ain't gotta big enough piggy bank But you could give it a shot But I suggest you throw away the list Cause even your good acts are an extension of your selfishness But here's where it gets interesting I hope your closely listening Please don't get it twisted It's what makes our faith unique Here's what God says is part A of the gospel You can't fix yourself, quit trying it's impossible Sin brings d**h Give God his breath back, you owe him Eternally separated and the only way to fix it is someone die in your place And that someone gotta be perfect Or the payment ain't permanent So if and when you find the perfect person Get him or her to willing trade their perfection for your sin and d**h in Clearly since the only one that can meet God's criteria is God God sent himself as Jesus to pay the cost for us His righteousness, His d**h, functions as Payment Yes. Payment Wrote a check with his life but at the resurrection we all cheered cause that means the check cleared Pierced feet, pierced hands, blood stained Son of Man Fullness, forgiveness, free pa**age into the promise land That same breath God breathed into us God gave up to redeem us And anyone and everyone And by Everyone, I mean Everyone Who puts their faith in trust in Him and Him alone can stand in full confidence of God's forgiveness And here's what the promise is That you are guaranteed full access to return to perfect unity By simply believing in Christ and Christ alone You are receiving Life Yes. Life This is the Gospel God. Our. Sins. Paying. Everyone. Life