Lightning is to be feared
We walk in it unconcerned
Despite hearing and seeing it's harsh judgment
It says this is going to hurt you
This is going to shrink you
This is going to darken everything about you
Yet the things we continue to do
Are not as if we aren't being hit
As if there is nothing lit
And deep inside our souls
A Lion thunders his call
Pick me I'll be your sword
I'll be your light and word
Don't do it shouts
Every time but we ignore it
We become so use to being hit
Almost immune to the lightning
Till no blessed light remains
And we feel no shame
And ourselves we don't blame
Walked into every time
Thinking nothing of our crime
And if someone reminds of the judgment we run from
We call them hateful, judgmental, and oppose them
The thunder and Angels glorify God
But we pay no attention
It strikes as if we are watched with one with a magical rod
But alas! We are Intoxicated with falsehood
Heedless as we walk out of God' neighborhood
We walk in it unconcerned
Despite hearing and seeing it's harsh judgment
It says this is going to hurt you
This is going to shrink you
This is going to darken everything about you
Yet the things we continue to do
Are not as if we aren't being hit
As if there is nothing lit
And deep inside our souls
A Lion thunders his call
Pick me I'll be your sword
I'll be your light and word
Don't do it shouts
Every time but we ignore it
We become so use to being hit
Almost immune to the lightning
Till no blessed light remains
And we feel no shame
And ourselves we don't blame
Walked into every time
Thinking nothing of our crime
And if someone reminds of the judgment we run from
We call them hateful, judgmental, and oppose them
The thunder and Angels glorify God
But we pay no attention
It strikes as if we are watched with one with a magical rod
But alas! We are Intoxicated with falsehood
Heedless as we walk out of God' neighborhood