Say your Praise

 

I

Are you ready to Love, for Jesus Lives;

its time to stop what you're doing and Exalt!

No time for the last rites, Give your Praise –

the hounds of God are on you, Ravens Rise!

Let me gently push you inside Heaven, Halt;

be it demon or witch, wimpy or stalwart.

Its time to Godspeed and solemnly believe...

II

There is only dust in the wind, the odd silence;

prairie to the north and to the south is empty.

How about some worship, Mr. non-compliant;

the hounds of God, Ravens Rise defiant...

Let me wash your feet and cater skimpy;

doesn't matter bible-thumper or bitches humping.

Jesus wants you at His service, acknowledge!!

III

It dost matter, there you been, Courtney;

it dost matter where you scattered brains, Cliff!

Praised be the Lord, Exalt thy Accounting;

the hounds of God, Ravens Rise, mount kneel!

Let the Holy Spirit flow, fill up all bars-riffs;

Let the cross be lifted up, give it a nice whiff!

This is the scent of Victory in blood, Christ is King!