Luyện nghe bài hát Made Straight

So self-sufficiency hard, right?
But when humbled, God shows up in burning bushes
May we step into the fray like "I got to say"
May we no armies, no weapons, no ceremonial authority
Just a walking stick of an and not an ounce of fear
May we a faith birthed out of a revelation of promise
A reflex caused by you know to be true of God
Life is not a book
are no perfect victims or villains, just us
We are smog-laced tanks tossed to capsize murderers
Resting on his power of and the integrity to accomplish it
May I stand in the belly of what Babylon is
In the vein of the best of what love exists for
May my legacy be associated with those hated
An exodus from Exodus with zero for what Pharaoh thinks
May we be crooked
And we are not without hope or hoping in hope alone
Resurrection shows this land is not our home
We are sojourners living out what a action bought us
the knowledge that we have yet to see the fullness of what it got us
All of creation groaning, labor aches and
Like the crushing of a moon could make Saturn's rings
My crooked soul covered in stains
Blessing is a perspective, the ironic of cancer
If I could bottle the where every morning's a blessing
'Cause every breath could be last one man, that's the answer
Be patient with one another, be gracious 'cause our is short
you too were once in darkness 'fore he brought forth
Christ the of glory sealed our eternity
permanently, by only Him worthy
But my mouth has yet to catch up with what my knows
And my heart is still lightyears behind my library, it's
There's no plaques on my
'Cept the influence I had on with plaques on they wall
It leave a man salty like "when it finna be my turn?"
And a lower me is towards an attitude beneath me
And I am just like them, a participant
for escape and hoping in salvation
Yeah, hoping in
Waiting for the day He the crooked way straight

We on a crooked road
And we our eyes
And we our eyes
Justice is going to
Like a wide
Like a river

Glorious state of our gentrification
But the purchaser ain't put us out, he all our mortgages
And repaved the streets and found for the orphans
Once under the thumb of an unbearable slum
son of a gun said rescue could never come lord
And we all believed him and took matters into our own
And made a filthy mess of our own
And crimes of survival, they were proof of a flawed
And we got ourselves to blame, our cheating little hearts
But the of trans-cultural love and acceptance
erased racism and sexism, the blessed
Day we don't look on the poor like we ain't like them
And they not us and ain't [fought off a suicide??] among us
The already but not yet, so we look for it joy and anticipation
For when the time keeper comes soon and make the way straight

We on a crooked road
And we our eyes
And we our eyes
Justice is going to
a river wide
Like a river

I'm really starting to enjoy my alone time as I'm getting
I've to notice I'm becoming more introverted
Tryna
Finding I need a lot of stimulus to get me over
And you can turn the track
I like it when the level's in my head
Sometimes I find the is peaking in my brain
Stays in the red and not sustainable
me to remember peace of mind
Despite would be happening
And hold on to the
Remember the
me remember the quiet
Remember the