Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Story (A Spoken Word), artist - Jimmy Needham. Album song Vice & Virtue, in the genre
Date of issue: 03.05.2015
Record label: Platinum Pop
Song language: English
The Story (A Spoken Word) |
This is a story |
A story about a Hero and a damsel |
A villain and a scandal |
Bend down, untie your sandals |
Cause where we’re going is holy ground |
Starts like this: |
In the beginning there was the Hero |
And the Hero was the Father |
And the Hero was the Spirit |
And the Hero was the Son |
And if this hurts your head already |
Welcome to the kingdom |
Immutable, inscrutable, infinitely |
Glad-hearted, triune perfection |
His ancient love reverberated off each |
Member with no hint of dissension |
Perfect in unity |
Perfect in diversity |
Holy trinity |
And even before the rocks could cry out His name |
He was singing his own praises |
How could he not? |
You know anyone else who goes by |
«The Rock of Ages»? |
He needed nothing from no one |
As if something made could improve |
Upon His majesty |
His majesty’s amp was already at 11 |
And if this was the end of our story |
That’d be enough for us to |
Glory for a thousand eternities at Him |
But our story isn’t over cause one day |
The Hero started speaking |
And when He started speaking |
Things started being |
Light, night, wind, water, mud, moons |
Seas and spiders, swimmers |
And flyers, gallopers and gliders |
Stars and seasons, rhyme and reason to all |
Of it and all of it was good |
And suddenly all the commotion came to a standstill, when our Hero |
Bent down fashioned His damsel |
God leaned over our body of earth |
Breathed life into our lungs |
Made our heart beat from dirt |
He put light in our eyes |
He gave us each other |
And He gave us Himself as a prize |
And we were naked and were not ashamed |
But of course, the plot thickens |
Enter stage right The Villain |
The serpent was craftier |
Than any beast in the garden |
He made a beeline for the tree line |
And found Eve and her husband |
And in less than fifty words |
He convinced perfectly satisfied people |
They were starving to death |
And since that day |
God’s damsel has known nothing but |
Starving to death |
The poison of asps is heavy on her breath |
We traded the glory of the incorruptible God for a silly substitute |
Like a school kid duped into giving up |
His brand new Jordan’s |
For a pair of worn out tennis shoes |
We became dark-hearted |
Bent inward on a mission to find |
Within ourselves the solution |
Like trying to number the stars |
While gazing through L.A.'s air pollution |
We couldn’t see |
And we fell in love with lesser things |
And we bought them each a diamond ring |
And we betrayed our Maker |
Our Husband, our King |
Let me clarify |
This doesn’t just apply |
To the treacherous and murderous |
Even the best of us |
Are as bad as the worst of us |
Outwardly clean |
But inside full of dead men’s bones |
Like the Taj Mahal |
It looks good and all |
But there’s nobody home |
And one terrible day |
We looked around |
But there was no more villain |
To be found |
He crawled inside of us |
Like a virus, rewired us |
And now the damsel |
Is the villain as well |
We tied our own self |
To the train tracks |
The horn blows and careening |
Toward us is 10, 000 tons |
Of God’s wrath sounds so loud |
You can barely hear |
The screaming «Who will save us from the |
Body of this death?!» |
Enter stage left, Jesus of Nazareth |
The Word became flesh |
And dwelt among us |
He came lowly |
Perfectly holy |
He came like a groom |
On his way to the altar |
To meet the bride |
And for the dowry |
He had no cash |
So He paid with his life |
Are you shocked |
By the consequence of sin? |
Be more shocked |
By the mercy of him |
Couldn’t free ourselves |
So Christ became our freedom |
Couldn’t fill these lungs |
So He became our breathing |
We live because He died |
Once a harlot now a bride |
Sins were scarlet |
Now made white |
Perfect by proxy |
Saved by a surrogate |
Holy through Him |
The Hero and the damsel are one |
Once again |
But wait |
I haven’t told you the best part yet |
As if there wasn’t enough here already |
To impress you the best part |
About this story is the story is true |
The only fairytale that’s not a fairytale |
So long mother goose |
Farewell Dr. Seuss |
This here’s the genuine article |
God made |
We strayed |
God’s love, displayed |
God-man gives grace |
Stands in our place |
Our sins erased |
Debt paid always |
So fall on your face |
And give God all praise |