Chorus:
You've got a hunger in your heart. You've got a thirst within your soul.
I'm gonna say, "Don't wait for another day. Get to be redeemed."
If your days are dark and your night times are worse. You better read the good book and memorize you a verse.
Some seeds need a-weedin'. Some falls on stone, but the seed that falls on good ground the Lord will call his own.
(Chorus)
Old Noah built an ark and they laughed down the line, but when the flood come, well, old Noah was fine.
If it was to flood now and Gabriel blow'd his horn, where'd you hide your guilty hands with all your pockets gone?
(Chorus)
It's confusion here and the wicked seem to win but the Lord's keepin' tally on the wages of sin.
Whereabouts is your profit? What good is your goal if you win the whole wide world and lose your ever lasting soul?
(Chorus)
Chorus:
You've got a hunger in your heart. You've got a thirst within your soul.
I'm gonna say, "Don't wait for another day. Get to be redeemed."
If your days are dark and your night times are worse. You better read the good book and memorize you a verse.
Some seeds need a-weedin'. Some falls on stone, but the seed that falls on good ground the Lord will call his own.
(Chorus)
Old Noah built an ark and they laughed down the line, but when the flood come, well, old Noah was fine.
If it was to flood now and Gabriel blow'd his horn, where'd you hide your guilty hands with all your pockets gone?
(Chorus)
It's confusion here and the wicked seem to win but the Lord's keepin' tally on the wages of sin.
Whereabouts is your profit? What good is your goal if you win the whole wide world and lose your ever lasting soul?
(Chorus)
Chorus:
You've got a hunger in your heart. You've got a thirst within your soul.
I'm gonna say, "Don't wait for another day. Get to be redeemed."
If your days are dark and your night times are worse. You better read the good book and memorize you a verse.
Some seeds need a-weedin'. Some falls on stone, but the seed that falls on good ground the Lord will call his own.
(Chorus)
Old Noah built an ark and they laughed down the line, but when the flood come, well, old Noah was fine.
If it was to flood now and Gabriel blow'd his horn, where'd you hide your guilty hands with all your pockets gone?
(Chorus)
It's confusion here and the wicked seem to win but the Lord's keepin' tally on the wages of sin.
Whereabouts is your profit? What good is your goal if you win the whole wide world and lose your ever lasting soul?