Turn Down the Music

If You were hungry, would we give You food?
If You were thirsty, would we give you drink?
If You were a stranger, would we let You in?
What would be the song we'd sing to You when You're in need?
Would it be an empty alleluia to the King?

Turn down the music
Turn down the noise
Turn up Your voice, oh God,
And let us hear the sound
Of people broken
Willing to love
Give us Your heart, oh God,
A new song rising up

And if You were naked, would we give You clothes
If You were an orphan, would we give our home
And if You were in prison, would we visit You
What would be the song we'd sing to You when You're in need?
Would it be an empty alleluia to the King?

Turn down the music
Turn down the noise
Turn up Your voice, oh God,
And let us hear the sound
Of people broken
Willing to love
Give us Your heart, oh God,
A new song rising up

Let it be our worship
Let it be our true religion
In this world but not unwavering
Holding on to our confession

Let it be our worship
Let it be our true religion
In this world but not unwavering
Holding on to our confession

Turn down the music
Turn down the noise
Turn up Your voice, oh God,
And let us hear the sound
Of people broken
Willing to love
Give us Your heart, oh God,
A new song rising up
A new song rising
A new song rising up