What If
What if the truth is much larger than what you've been told?
What if those facts are all counterfeit bills you've been sold?
When the interests you've vested and banked on turn out to be wrong
Can you let it all go, like the paper it's been all along?
What if the things you've believed are constructions of men?
What if the wood, hay and stubble collapses again?
When the flood water rises, don't rage at the wind and the rain
If the Lord built the house, it will stand up no matter the strain
What if through centuries of errors the meaning's been lost?
What if behind 'free indeed' someone's tacked on a cost?
Whenever people who worship a book use its words to control
It should be easy to see they were never the friends of your soul
In the power of his resurrection, we all be free
Free of religion and all it would shame us to be
There's no barrier left when you're seated above everything
No-one to bow down to when your brother is the king of all kings
The kingdom of God isn't high up some stair you must climb
But the treasure you've searched for has been in your heart all this time
When you hear the small voice deep inside, and you answer his call
You may leave quite a lot, but you really leave nothing at all
When you hear the small voice deep inside, and you follow his call
It may seem like a lot, but you've really left nothing at all
What if those facts are all counterfeit bills you've been sold?
When the interests you've vested and banked on turn out to be wrong
Can you let it all go, like the paper it's been all along?
What if the things you've believed are constructions of men?
What if the wood, hay and stubble collapses again?
When the flood water rises, don't rage at the wind and the rain
If the Lord built the house, it will stand up no matter the strain
What if through centuries of errors the meaning's been lost?
What if behind 'free indeed' someone's tacked on a cost?
Whenever people who worship a book use its words to control
It should be easy to see they were never the friends of your soul
In the power of his resurrection, we all be free
Free of religion and all it would shame us to be
There's no barrier left when you're seated above everything
No-one to bow down to when your brother is the king of all kings
The kingdom of God isn't high up some stair you must climb
But the treasure you've searched for has been in your heart all this time
When you hear the small voice deep inside, and you answer his call
You may leave quite a lot, but you really leave nothing at all
When you hear the small voice deep inside, and you follow his call
It may seem like a lot, but you've really left nothing at all
Credits
Writer(s): Francisco Bautista, Cheyenne Boynton, Edgar Redding
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