Homiletic

[Intro]: Everything in me was feeling I want to say this or something I want to find a way to say this Cause this is awesome, this is incredible I have to work hard to leave the Bible And go somewhere to find an illustration Because everything here is just blowing me away [Verse 1]: I'm on my bed of happiness Fell out the sky into a sea of Tempur-Pedic mattresses Call that grace Grace that call with an answer Place that "Clause" with Cupids, Comets, and some Prancers With your antlers so you fly, bring your presents to the rooftops Blast your message loud like it's pink and purple tube socks Oh, I'm not clear; I'm so Huey like it's Boondocks Color commentary like Rahim with his boom box Radio, I might not make the radio But my pretty lady is still carrying my baby tho I may never see six figures Man, there's hundreds in my fold for them afterlife expenses And them everlasting riches, fire tests the real gold Couldn't pay the debt, there was ransom in His billfold Lowers my defenses, this is homiletic Man, it's not apologetic, yet it's so apologetic [Hook]: Homiletic, this is homiletic Homiletic, this is homiletic Homiletic, y-you best not forget it This is homiletic, this is homiletic [Verse 2]: The basis of this gospel of grace is Jesus saved us as Savior Disgracing Satan with payment of blood of propitiation So every nation can taste it His graciousness keeps on chasing us, chastening us I hasten for the hastening of the Day of the Lord's appearing I'm peering inside the voice of God that I'm hearing inside Like "That's amazing enough" The race coming up has me lacing em' up I don't say that to convey that I rush I pace when I paint what I touch Taking my brush to thrust, in the Gospel for the benefit of others To leave every canvas covered Because those words in red They cover every color I'm an artisan for the art of Him Homiletics via artwork Don't get it twisted, it isn't our work The same power that makes the stars work Also makes these bars work God's Word is the method God's Word is the weapon It goes against my grain in ways you won't find in Excedrin You won't find an exception This vehicle for change contains horsepower you won't find in an Intrepid I'm progressing towards a wedding; by His grace I'll make the guest list Matthew 7 keeps me sober as I move closer to my exit So whether song or sermon, eternity's what I'm immersed in 'Cause tomorrow really is promised, though your location's not for certain The better location's not for purchase Nor is it for just "good persons" Repentance to Jesus yields replenishment in season And that's real to believe in So, Dear Captain America When the real God drops His hammer, your shield will be no defense And "iron sharpens iron" so it's irony to me to see That only the blood of the Son of Man Can now sustain what iron can't So much for iron, man; don't let that stop your Marvel Worship's up in our arsenal Steady fire 'till Zion lands [Verse 3]: This is not your diaper dandies, best put on your man clothes It's not quite folklore, it's like sermons with a banjo Is it me, seems my eyes a bit misty Felt like I got super powers when my momma used to kiss me As a boy, now I'm grown and everything's so jaded Feeling kinda sappy, singing never would've made it I'm feeling kinda happy, when I think about His payment Was counting up my wages, I fell short up in my savings Think I'm looking fresh, Liz be saying I'm too matchy Stay neutral, while this culture playing cowboys and apaches Full of brainiacs and scientific geniuses Who can't detect life hearing heartbeats from fetuses And PETA-ists give Labradors their health care And we think less of human beings living off of welfare I'm flabbergasted couldn't mask it if I tried Tried and True is my Advocate, the Master of the skies Seas and everything between Get butterflies to think this monarchy's supreme With eternal God and King I'm just glad I had my piece to say You'll never catch me spending retail on some Beats by Dre And I'm hearing just fine, just like the Father Though not just like the Father Or not just, like the Father Close these Ecclesiastes with conclusions of the matters Pray until you've prayed and give embraces to your pastors Yeah [Outro]: This is homiletic