Hallowed Is My Name
I am your Father and hallowed is my name,
My church is wearing blinders, like this is just a game.
I am Holy and Reverend,
I am the First and the Last,
I control your today, tomorrow and your past.
I am the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords,
Take off the blinders and see my Words.
Your apathetic, sanctimonious life
is leading you to nothing but strife.
You come to church on Sunday and in the middle of the week;
Yet my Word you never read and my Face you never seek.
Just going to church doesn’t mean a thing,
Getting dressed, showing face, standing up to sing,
clapping your hands and giving offering.
Even saying “Amen” is not enough as you suppose
It will not open up the gates of heaven in the end
That’s not enough as you might think,
for the Spirit of God you must drink
My church as a whole has grown cold, deaf, and blind
I am no longer consumed in your hearts, souls and minds
My Spirit is quenched time after time, yet in times of trouble you ask for my miracles divine
A mockery of my Word is all you make,
The time has come and this world I must shake.
The table is set, and the feast is at hand,
I will deliver my true people and then destroy this land.
All backslidden, all cold, all dead in spirit
Thus saith the Lord - and your hearts need to hear it.
Jeshua help us.