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Preaching To The Choir
by John Lee Sanders
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Preaching to the choir
Somebody done mixed the the kool aid
In the holy wine
Devil preachin a fools game
And the battle for the soul is mine
It's a dangerous concoction
A war on the truth
The shamefulness is rotten from the vine to the root
You can open your heart without closing your minds
Where the blind keep leading the blind
Ain't never gonna change nobody
Preachin to the choir
Invoking the Name of lord almighty
Throwing fuel on the fire.
Ain't never find the truth from a long tongue liar
All you need is proof love gonna lift us up higher
Never gonna change nobody preaching to the choir
I had my demons, my own Armageddon
Where angels feet dare to be treading
Couldn't sleep at night, I longed to be whole
Sunday school boy, seemed so simple
Golden rule boy, be kind be gentle
But it shook my faith, caused me to tremble
Laid to waste from thieves in the temple
Maybe somebody been misleading
Maybe the preacher to the choir is me
All religions, their prayers and their pleading
Are looking through a glass darkly
While false prophets lying deceiving
I'm still believing in a God of love
I can't conceive it, like the air I'm breathing
In my soul deep down to the bottom of
Preaching to the choir
Somebody done mixed the the kool aid
In the holy wine
Devil preachin a fools game
And the battle for the soul is mine
It's a dangerous concoction
A war on the truth
The shamefulness is rotten from the vine to the root
You can open your heart without closing your minds
Where the blind keep leading the blind
Ain't never gonna change nobody
Preachin to the choir
Invoking the Name of lord almighty
Throwing fuel on the fire.
Ain't never find the truth from a long tongue liar
All you need is proof love gonna lift us up higher
Never gonna change nobody preaching to the choir
I had my demons, my own Armageddon
Where angels feet dare to be treading
Couldn't sleep at night, I longed to be whole
Sunday school boy, seemed so simple
Golden rule boy, be kind be gentle
But it shook my faith, caused me to tremble
Laid to waste from thieves in the temple
Maybe somebody been misleading
Maybe the preacher to the choir is me
All religions, their prayers and their pleading
Are looking through a glass darkly
While false prophets lying deceiving
I'm still believing in a God of love
I can't conceive it, like the air I'm breathing
In my soul deep down to the bottom of
