Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song According to God, artist - Beautiful Eulogy. Album song Instruments of Mercy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.01.2016
Record label: Humble Beast
Song language: English
According to God |
I’m a believer |
Sometimes I believe the lies of the deceiver |
The lies are seeds, when they sprout |
They lead to seasons of spiritual amnesia |
Deep seeded self doubt |
That creeps in my conscious feeds my fear |
And keeps me up at night conquered by |
Critical thoughts my mind is prone to conjure |
When it wanders, watching my failures |
Play back, play back, on repeat |
I’m trying to change the chain of events |
But can’t rewind or find the delete |
Button to push, I’m on the edge |
It’s like the world is about to end |
I’m in the middle of Armageddon |
With no arms, no weapons, no armor for protection |
It’s the testing of my faith |
And I know the answers but instead I’m just guessing |
Like I forgot that God was my father |
And I was set apart for His own possession |
His Word is my armor and my protection |
Against the enemy’s deception but I still question |
How could I receive such an incredible blessing |
When I feel like I’m less than |
Because I went through a divorce, am I |
A second rate Christian? |
I know that’s a lie |
So I won’t listen, through Christ I’m forgiven |
I’m being formed into his image |
According to God I was called from darkness |
Into his marvelous light |
He is near to the broken hearted |
And faithful to finish what he started |
Who do you think you are? |
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As a child I struggled to identify |
Most of my misplaced anger and rage |
Dealing with a whole of emotional consequences |
Based on the way I was raised |
The feeling for affection and affirmation |
Adjusted performance to get attention and gain |
Some sort of acceptance but found |
I was always rejected and pushed away |
Deep scars, feelings of not belonging |
Caused tall emotional walls |
And any attempt to recover from the loss |
Of my confidence was incredibly small |
The residual effects of abandonment |
Had me observing my character flaws |
And viewing them all as insufficiently |
Capable of relating or growing with God |
I believed these lies to be true for me |
My experience was the proof for me |
Up to the point where I could sense Christ’s |
Relentless love and complete pursuit of me |
And spoke to me offering me hope and life |
Through His word showing me His beauty |
Changing my perception and giving me |
Perspective of the way that God truly viewed me |
A man who was prized and pardoned |
And chosen before the world’s foundation |
His own possession, His royal priesthood |
I’m part of His holy nation |
I’m his friend, I’m valued completely cared for |
Enough for Christ to purchase |
According to God I’m an adopted child |
With intimate access created with purpose |
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