Pastor B - World of Suffering

We live in a world, in a world of suffering
We live in a world, in a world of hate
We live in a world, where we try to be better man
We live in a world, from grace to grace
We live in a world, and a world that is puzzling
We live in a world, in a world of fate
We live in the word, where the Spirit is covering
Trying to seek the Living God face to face

Are you buying what the government selling ya
Do you believe what the music is telling ya
Have you settled for what they have settled for
Have you figured out if its real or a metaphor
Turn from your sin to live for a better cause
Lifting the bar so you can hear better bars (bars)
Fighting the cause so you can see brighter stars
I live for my dawgs as I worship the Lord of Lords
Lord of the Lords swings the sword as the Lord of Wars
And this is the war and the cure for the better world
See I love my bride and you know she's a battered girl
Triumph in tragedy because she's a fallen world
Deserving of hell but He gave her the perfect pearl
See in my eyes I know she's the perfect girl
Deep in my mind we swirl with a perfect twirl
You know in his Presence we've taste of the perfect world

We live in a world, in a world of suffering
We live in a world, in a world of hate
We live in a world, where we try to be better man
We live in a world, from grace to grace
We live in a world, and a world that is puzzling
We live in a world, in a world of fate
We live in the word, where the Spirit is covering
Trying to seek the Living God face to face

The suffering, caused by poverty, hustling
Taking, robbing, they steal from the other men
I'm not talking about the street, look at our government
The streets only do as the leaders are showing them
Lie, cheat and steal, to get to the top
They have us at war, and we are killing the cops (plow)
Watching our children chopped and drop
The nation is divided, this has to stop
Black versus white, blue versus red
Young versus old, they want us all dead
Dead to the mind, death to us spiritually
I sound the war cry, but nobodies hearing me
As they divide they are taking control
They poison the souls to gain votes at the polls
As marshal law comes, enemies with their scrolls
Are you ready for war, or is your head in a hole

We live in a world, in a world of suffering
We live in a world, in a world of hate
We live in a world, where we try to be better man
We live in a world, from grace to grace
We live in a world, and a world that is puzzling
We live in a world, in a world of fate
We live in the word, where the Spirit is covering
Trying to seek the Living God face to face

The world and its suffering designed to make better men
Find joy in the suffering is finding a wiser man
Our wisdom's his foolishness his plans are a better plan
He rains down the fire, call him the weather man
He's more like the fisherman fishing for con men
He's fishing for you submit to the leading hand
Scum of the earth where you know I'm the frontman
He's looking for hit men don't care if you con men
Don't care if your white men, don't care if your black men
Time to take a stand because we're fighting for better land
If we don't unite we end up a waste land
We are in wet lands and we are sinking in quicksand
We need to withstand combat with the heartland
Throw away the contraband and shoot for the heart man
We are losing the motherland they're taking it firsthand
Cash in the one hand and selling us lies man

Written by:
Bryan McFadden

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