Taking on the burden of a godly walk, you face a challenge every time you talk,
Everyday you have to go against the flow; criticism follows everywhere you go.
Can you take it?
Is it worth it anymore?
Anymore,
Salvation, frustration,
The wolves are knocking at the door,
It's hard to stand for the creed,
Persistent resistance,
They'll start to wear you to the core,
They'll make you doubt your belief, but don't you ever let it go.
Need I remind you of the life that he taught through the words that he gave you?
Need I remind you of the pain, and the shame, and the bondage he broke through?
Need I remind you of the love of the one who did all that he had to?
Need I remind you that he's coming back again someday?
Standing in the middle doesn't get you far; it's hard to tell exactly where you are,
With both sides seeing that you have no view, neither are impressed with what you do,
They're not buying,
They don't like your style at all,
Not at all.
No passion, no action,
No sense of what you're gifted for,
No thought of what you've received,
Don't tell me that it's not for you.
Need I remind you of the life that he taught through the words that he gave you?
Need I remind you of the pain, and the shame, and the bondage he broke through?
Need I remind you of the love of the one who did all that he had to?
Need I remind you that he's coming back again?
It's said that sometimes it's so hard to know if strong conviction is the way to go,
How can we ever think of compromise when we're reminded of the one above, and the price of his life?
He lived to be a sacrifice.
Need I remind you of the life that he taught through the words that he gave you?
Need I remind you of the pain, and the shame, and the bondage he broke through?
Need I remind you of the love of the one who did all that he had to?
Need I remind you that he's coming back again someday?
