Hands in the Air

[Ambassador]<br>From the Philly pad I`ve been servin` Christ and now it`s really ...<br>nonbelievers are treating Jesus like a silly fad<br>Weak like the spot Achilles had they got me really mad<br>Talking `bout · relationships they never really had<br>The kill me dog but it`s not about the skills we have<br>Because the city is sickly the need the Balm on Gilead<br>Known for doin` things that`s odd to see like the Iliad<br>Like standing on top of the water like a lily pad<br>The Life Giver who turns my heart like a river<br>From when it was trashy and when it was nasty like lives<br>He fills His quiver with children with who follow His orders<br>Sons and daughters<br>who`ve been changed like dollars to quarters<br>Holler. He`ll pour you grace and then give you some more ...<br>Give you wisdom when you`re in a trial like a court case<br>Can`t show you the pure face but you can get the pure taste goodness<br>never running out like you`re raw space<br>All sing to the only acceptable offering<br>All things reconciled by His death on the cross beam<br>With blood that was clean, and blood that "ca-ching!"<br>He purchased men so that must mean worship the King<br>God the Son - the only One with a plan to redeem<br>Stronger that the Army-Navy, Air force, and the Marines<br>Elohim the A to Z and all that`s in between<br>The Supreme who could have let us fall yet intervened<br>Called the elect made sure we accept<br>Roots us in Christ so we can grow like a chia pet<br>So hail the King, priest and prophet<br>The inexhaustible topic The Person<br>of God you can peep with your optic<br><br>[Enoch]<br>In the eyes of this world my life is trife<br>they don`t understand when I say I`ve died to Christ<br>died to my rights<br>Livin` selfless, render myself helpless<br>trustin` God, set my heart where his eternal wealth is<br>What else is there to live for, what else is there to hope in still<br>I bow to Christ with a broken with a broken will<br>becoming broken bread and poured out wine<br>when seen with the natural eye authentic<br>Christian livin` blows the mind<br>What validates my faith go check<br>you`ll see from the holy scroll to the codex<br>that God inspires the whole text<br>the scriptural facts will surprise<br>and paralyze you like broke necks<br>shake up your whole set<br>leave your soul vexed<br>I pray you dream of his holiness and wake up in cold sweats<br>Can`t dissolve the mixture<br>no matter how odd the picture<br>you can`t deny the God of scripture equipped with tha<br>truths that transform becoming a thorn where man swarm<br>We bring the real when we kingdom build upon the rock<br>He`s the one you can either stand on<br>or be the one whom he lands on<br>weather the sinkin sand storms<br>until you realize there`s no other God<br>worth taking a chance on<br>We keep our hands on the plow breaking up the fallow ground<br>while Christ can found seek him and follow now<br><br>[The Phanatik]<br>It`s been told that men without<br>Christ would face insurmountable odds<br>and the greatest of these would be a close encounter with God<br>(and you don`t want that) even though your free to give it a try<br>100% before the Most High<br>either live it or die<br>Cause ever since Adam sinned life was done<br>but thanks to Christ the Son<br>when Death marked us up with it`s pricin` gun<br>Jesus came and smiled and paid<br>for us all and brought the work of sin to an<br>end like the child labor law<br>when the wild and wayward saw<br>that in Jesus God forgave us all who repented<br>and consented that our way was wrong<br>then they saw why the truth rocks us<br>so hard enough to work arduous<br>to bogard yo just pardon us. Like the<br>marginous distance between mars and us<br>understand men are from dust and<br>smart enough or large enough to harness<br>up and jump the marvelous distance<br>between us and God we just tarnish up His image<br>My mission is to open eyes<br>and I`m steady mobilizin`<br>because of the hope I find in Jesus, tougher than<br>Teflon, hung with the common thugs<br>though He had more class than Upper Eshelon<br>I`m in love with the way He put us back together, life was broke<br>then Christ came in handy like Black and Decker<br>the fact is pleasure could never measure up black<br>to Christ so tell us where`s your treasure at<br>this song was not on the tapes you gave us<br>so I assume that you have it and can get the lyrics