T. Barlow - SpitFire

What a mighty God I serve
Created the earth by word
He spoke it like it was
From the bugs in the mud
To the doves up above
I've learned
That He came down in love
He was slain for the blood
To remit my sin
For sure
Christ is the door
And the Father drew me in
Cause the word of the Spirit
It burns
The beginning of end
Of the old man
Made new in Christ
And I know that
They do dislike
How He's Holy
Yet truly He is the only
Way to a home in glory
The proof is in history
They slew Him
He bled for me
He rose
We got victory
That ought to put you down on your own face
If it doesn't then I hope you come to know grace
Cause there's nowhere to hide there's no place
That God don't resides and He don't stay
Every sin that's committed gone be paid
Either at the cross or the throne on the day
Searching for the lost to bring them home into His glory
Preaching repentance like He's coming in a hurry
I'm trying to put the image in your head like you're dropping acid
Hoping that you're never coming down from that hit
That God is the greatest and no one can match Him
There was nothing here before Him there'll be nothing after
His Spirit is eternal and it just so happens
He connected me to Christ and you can't detach it
And it got me so excited that I bring the racket
To tighten up your brain like I brought a ratchet
So run and tell that on the mountain
I was a Bo Peep looking sheep til he found me
I used to roll roll deep in the street smoking ounces
Did a couple beatings with my people like scoundrel
I was in sin so deep it's astounding
A lot of violations on me who's counting
Then the Holy Spirit brought beef so rowdy
Through the Word preached and I heard Him speak loudly
Fellow saints persecuted, God's with them
They ain't really worried about the men they God fearing
Everybody down hear ain't God's children
The spirit of the age known to make some villains
There's a lot of crying in the streets and God hear 'em
Young mother custody of kids and no dinner
Lord, she's dancing like a stripper come get her
Word is baby father is a known guerrilla
It's a modern day warfare
A lot of men don't care
We don't wanna go where
People feel it's no fair
Even when it's so clear
That we ought to go there
Problem is we don't share
The gospel
No prayer closet for the world that's hostile
To God's calling
But everybody need Him cause the world is fallen
The gospel is a message that they just can't swallow
Til the power of the Spirit kicks in to resolve it

What a mighty God I serve
Created the earth by word
He spoke it like it was
From the bugs in the mud
To the doves up above
I've learned
That He came down in love
He was slain for the blood
To remit my sin
For sure
Christ is the door
And the Father drew me in
Cause the word of the Spirit
It burns

What a mighty God I serve
Created the earth by word
He spoke it like it was
From the bugs in the mud
To the doves up above
I've learned
That He came down in love
He was slain for the blood
To remit my sin
For sure
Christ is the door
And the Father drew me in
Cause the word of the Spirit
It burns

SpitFire

Written by:
T Barlow

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