Lyrics Holy Troublemakers - Stu Garrard, Martin Smith

Holy Troublemakers

I’m a troublemaker
I’ve come to speak my mind
Born to be a rebel
The rebel of a holy kind
I won’t raise my fist in anger
But I lift my hands in praise
Holy is the Lord, holy is the Lord
Let the earth sing as one
«That your kingdom has come»
Holy is the Lord, holy is the Lord
Send your fire oh God
We’re your holy troublemakers
So, fill me holy spirit
So I can walk the streets
And see the love of Jesus
Healing every heart that weeps
I won’t raise my voice in judgement
But I’ll start a song of praise
Holy is the Lord, holy is the Lord
Let the earth sing as one
«That your kingdom has come»
Holy is the Lord, holy is the Lord
Send your fire Oh God
We’re your holy troublemakers
So hello troublemaker
You turned the tables, with your grace
When you pulled me from the gutter
I saw my future in your face
We’re surrounded with your mercy
You deliver us from shame
So we’ll keep on making trouble
For the glory of your name