Author's Note: This piece is not mine. I found it on YouTube. It is by Trae Elijah.
The hypocritic Christian in the land of no religion,
So easy to judge, but so hesistant to love,
Always preaching perfection, but living with an infection,
And the world see's this and rises up with cries,
Pointing their fingers towrds the building saying its all full of lies
But the problem isn't the building, because the church is the people,
People who who are broken and find hope under a steeple
They're all hypocrites and they all lie,
No, we're all imperfect, but we try.
I've been that kid who only obeys God when its convenvient,
I've made bad choices and said "God, I'm sorry", when I didn't really mean it
I've had doubting faith asing God "Why did you bring me to this place?"
I've questioned the world around me andI've tried to be the God of my life,
And it never seemed to crown me,
But I know that God is my ruler, so I give him my life
And I know if I never wake, I'll be in Heaven tonight
So I know I'm not perfect, Jesus died for my sins when I certainly didn't deserve it
Everyday I'm fighting, trying to conquer my own flesh,
And everyday, I realize it needs to be God more and me less,
Cause I'm getting weary of this fake smile acting like everythings the best,
I've tried to lay my head on my pillow, but only in him can I find rest
Cause each new battle brings the same old temptation,
And I know I can always give inand say "Shame on you Satan"
But I'm not doing this on my own, God is with me when I'm all alone
He's there when I fell and he doesn't define me of my past
And he lets my sin sail away
Cause Christ died then for my today
So if by hypocritic Christian, you mean imperfect,
Then, yes I am him
But thats the reason I'm not the one I put y faith in.
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SpiritualThis book is filled with inspirational spoken words that I have written during the past couple of years.
