Preacher Man

Hey Preacher Man, what are you looking for?
You like to hear the words come out your mouth
You know how to charm the crowd
You have a gift and we want more, more, more
Someone give this guy a raise!
Someone give this guy the reins!
Hey Preacher Man, what are you looking for?
Hey Preacher Man, what are you looking for?
You smiled at us and took us by the hand
You taught us and you helped us understand
But now you've set us on a long, long road
Of confusion and pain,
Please somebody take the reins!
Hey Preacher Man, what are you trading for?
Hey Preacher Man, hey
Really? Was it worth it?
To trade the gospel truth for some messages and photos?
Really? Was it earnest?
Did you tend to the sheep and lay your life down for your friends?
Really? Was it worth it?
To leave your wife and children with a mess they cannot handle?
Really? Was it earnest?
Did you love the Lord your God with all your heart and soul and mind?
Truth is, none of us do
And this is what happens when we give ourselves the reins
Truth is, we're all a bunch of crooked sticks
But when our bodies decay, and our towers lay waste
When the snares and the cords of this world start to fray
When all pretext is erased, earth and heaven pass away
Will you get down on your face because you know the God who
Reigns