The Prophet

I'm here to tear down everything around you
And you know what I'm going to replace it with?
Something new
God
The world of God
So take your bread and give it to the poor
What difference does it matter what you own?
You have gold and silver, it's going to rot!
And that rot is going to eat away your heart
All of you

There will be a flood and there will be a fire
Everything will be destroyed
But there will be a new arc riding on that fire
And I hold the keys and I open the door
And I decide who goes in and who doesn't

The world of God
The world of God
The world of God
The world of God
The world of God
The world of God
The world of God

The world of God
The world of God
The world of God
The world of God
The world of God
The world of God
The world of God

Come with me

You think God belongs only to you?
He doesn't
God is an immortal spirit who belongs to everybody
To the whole world!
You think you're special?
God is not an Israelite!

In the desert the baptist warned us
God is coming
Well, I'm telling you it's too late
He's already here
I'm here
And I'm going to baptize everybody with fire

Come with me

In the name of the prophets
In the name of Jeremiah and my father
In the name of the most holy God
I call you here
I call you here



Credits
Writer(s): Kris Vanderheyden, C. J. Bolland
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