look ma..i just made a rap about my experiences with homeless people.
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Street saints staying downtown but yet they'll get a crown
Covered with filth and [bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse] but still smiling
And they're striving for a place we're all going
They may not live in houses but in the heart they call Heaven their home
In the gutter; it's the only place these people learn to kneel and keep it real
While others focus on the dollar bill;
Feel - These outsiders
Don't disrespect their space
Look into their eyes as they tell you of the struggle of their race
They're surving under hard conditions but arriving
(In God's presence)
Now you can run but can't hide from it
So step outside
If you think its crazy making music for these streets
Think of God who loves these forgotten whose hearts still beat
This is for those street saints
So to these lost will you make it out of your neighborhood
And serve a purpose ?
Or does this rap make you nervous?
This is your service:
For the One who died on the cross
And came out of the grave
To bring a whole world back!
He's mighty to save
He remained in the streets
And gained fame
His mission:
To know our pain and take aim
His position:
To let the opposition know the Life
That delivered lives by doing what's right
By dying but now sitting on the throne doing the Father's business
Receiving people
So let this thought sink in deeper
And be a reaper
But no man will bear a harvest
No matter how much they think the message is alarming
Back to the tenor..
Enter:
The gutters; for you can see
What do I mean when I say that I love them
after God first loved me
Learn to be:
A life altering change
in the lives of the poor and strange
This is for the street saints
By faith can you imagine these same unwanted wanderers
Making their way to the throne of God before squanderers
Gold roads replacing what was their last abode
For eternity they'll sing the praises of His everlasting love
These sold out soldiers will take a bullet
You see they love like the One who gave them courage to endure it
Look at these people who can't be stopped
They patiently take their lot knowing more's in stock
Here they have no lasting place
Their hope is stored up for His mercy and grace
True to the Lord, Christ is their life
They see that eternal home, the mansions with the light
They've been tested and they're yearning
Because they've been promised the inheritance of an overcomer
Worshiping in the middle of hail and rain
In this they depend on the One who came
Their used to seeing angels in their sight
But she'll be there when it's time for him to die
She'll take him up to be with God up there
And no longer will he be confined to a wheelchair
(Dr. Feelgood)
this is for the street saints
