Ram's Horn by Timothy Brindle

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Ram's Horn
by Timothy Brindle

Album: The Great Awakening

16 Bars to spit with Timothy
dedicated to Christ, when I die remember me
but no Glory in me, just remember my works
and if you still think I'm prideful, then remember I'm dirt (Gen. 2:7)
and you too, see through all of you people
discernment from reading the Greek and Hebrew
life in me now and I'm hatin' the evil (Psalm 97:10)
but when I walk in myself I smell it like "pee-yuu" (Rom. 7:18)
you understand, I'm not God I'm just a man
if you see me shine, it's the Spirit, it's just a tan
too much Son, you can say I'm just a fan
it gets hot when I'm givin' Him praise
out my clothes like my name was King Dave dancin' for days (2 Sam. 6:14)
sweat drippin'- no beat I seen people dancin' the days
you know how 'dem saints be?!?
We peculiar people (Deut. 4:20, 1 Peter 2:9)
just waitin' for a peculiar sequel
with tracks in our hands all glad to greet you
last dollar, we'll be glad to feed you (1 John 3:17)
just met, and we mad to leave you
if you saved in those gates I'll be glad to see you!

Ay Yo, J- What's the deal with cotton candy Christians
who demand blessings but can't stand afflictions?
Compared to other things, they barely love the King
they want to be like Christ but not share in His sufferings (1 Peter 4:13)
Receive the Savior, or you're more than flawed (John 3:18)
without the Mediator, your at war with God(Rom 8:7, James 4:4)
so come impart with the, Humble Carpenter
He payed the bail so why stay in jail? (John 3:16)
soon He'll reveal His doom that is real (2 Peter 3:10)
and you'll be sliced in half by His righteous wrath (Isaiah 65:12,66:16)
but those choosin' to kneel, by His wounds they'll be healed (1 Peter 2:24)
and this life will pass when we unite at last (1 Thess. 4:17)
the Lord is callin' me with Reformed Theology (Gen1:1-Rev.22:21)
to warn your colony to ignore idolatry (Ex. 20:3,4; Ezek.14:6; 1 Corinthians 10:14)
He's victorious, so who's the next challenger
My Bible's sharper than your excalibur (Heb 4:16).

Two of'em like Yosemite Sam
'Was'up Doc?' Gospel-shots graze you, Holy holes in your man
66 caliber fam', I'm dyin' to stand
Victorious, I'll die in the stand
to lift Elohim up, my team buck like young deer
wild-out for Christ, preach life with no fear!(Acts 21:13)
Pew punks hate us, we get no cheers
can't say I never shed no tears
it's lost souls, I lost foes and I cried the same
shots took'em, now they cry in the flames
it's no gain, it's no pain
like when apart from God
I lived it breathed to death and tried
it's suicide
like Anthrax, man packs death snacks
cuz when man acts it's like layin' on Amtrack's (Prov. 16:25)
cuz man's wack, damned to die without Christ (John 3:36)
in the hottest degrees with no ice, it's yo' life!

Fervent Evangelism is certain to damage rhythms
beware the serpent is determined to keep man imprisoned (1 Peter 5:8)
I was wisdom less and mischievous
now I'm flippin' scripts from Philippians to Leviticus
When the end is here, you'll hear the trumpeter (Matt 24:31, 1 Thess. 4:16)
but I never fear cuz I'm near The Comforter (John 14:16)
but some are (para)'noid because The Son destroys (Matt.10:28)
but I have abundant joy even when I'm unemployed! (Phil.4:4, 12)
Satan is cunning (2 Cor.2:11)- your crew is doomed in sin
but we wait for the coming of New Jerusalem (Rev.21:10)
God's grace is sufficient (2 Cor. 12:9), that statement's consistent
His Creation's exquisite (Psalm 104), He's paintin' it vivid
conceived by The Spirit(Matt.1:18), born with sheep in a stable (Luke 2:7)
you're completely unable to compete with His angels (Rev. 12:7-8)
Repent and be Saved! (Acts 17:30)
there's more seats at His table (Rev. 22:17)
come feast with the faithful (Rev. 19:9), you'll see us eating a plateful!

Chorus: Victorious like Joshua blowing the ram's horn! (Joshua 6:5)

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