I've got the gospel in my pocket
a couple verses in my head
my life verse above my window
and a spirit that is almost dead
I can quote some Greek and Hebrew
I'm unsure what it means
I could find it in a commentary
or stack of Christian magazines
I can spell hyper static union
I can quote all of Romans 8
I can sing in the congregation
with a heart that is full of hate.
What exactly is a Christian?
What does it mean to love?
How does the Gospel affect my station
' before the throne of God above'?
What's the good of going to church
if it's all for me and my friends?
Who's on my Christian wish list?
who even knows I'm a witness?
I want to serve you and your people
I just don't know where to start
Create in me a right spirit
Create in my a clean heart.
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