It isn't about our color of skin and it isn't about our race
For love has been falling short in every time and space
People have become more hateful ..and fighting like never before
We're needing a revolution but it's our souls we're needing to restore
For we were are all made into His Image and His Spirit is dwelling within
Beneath our busy agenda.. His wisdom is waiting to begin
His movement of endless loving and His fire of radical grace
Can lead to embrace each other like we were created to, in the first place
It doesn't matter our party and it doesn't matter our political stance
We can, all, choose to be more loving if we're willing to give love a chance
For the Spirit of our dear Maker and His Breath that's sustaining us here
Is waiting for our reluctant spirits to be His voice both far and near
For we were are all made into His Image and His Spirit is dwelling within
Beneath our busy agenda.. His wisdom is waiting to begin
His movement of endless loving and His fire of radical grace
Can lead to embrace each other like we were created to, in the first place
Next time you're in that grocery line or a traffic jam so long
Make use of that opportunity to spread out.. God's loving song
And be that light for others that maybe they would never had seen
Had you not happened along their pathway like a part of their destiny
For we were are all made into His Image and His Spirit is dwelling within
Beneath our busy agenda.. His wisdom is waiting to begin
His movement of endless loving and His fire of radical grace
Can lead to embrace each other like we were created to, in the first place
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