Safe Place
When I was growing up church was a safe place
Didn't really understand the depths but I'd say grace
Put my hands in the air sing the songs same way
Made me feel good about myself in a strange way
I never really doubted God ever
Tough times came but I knew they'd get better
See i used to blame him for the violence and the wars
But I realised we do that stuff ourselves it's a flaw
Still I had my cake and ate it too
Guess I was a wayward yute
I'd go against the bible and when I needed something praise him too
When I was struggling I'd look for help in heavenly places
Then forget God in devilish phases
Got baptized when i came out of the water
Felt like a new man I recognized the trauma that I'd been through
from the day I was born to the days I was bought up
the story's working together I just gotta trust the author
and I learnt to, tried to be a man of virtue
Committed to the church cos I knew they'd never hurt you
So imagine my surprise when my Pastor went to jail for abusing some of the guys
I was devastated, cos to the church I was dedicated
It was meant to bring some light into this world of hatred
But was shady and it needed to go back to basics, some friends they couldn't face it and left faith, cos they left cos they lost patience
I started struggling I couldn't put my mind to rest
reading up on stories bout some of the congregation being homeless and depressed
while the Pastor's buying private jets
Paid for by the very people tryna fight their way through debt
How's that gonna earn respect
Friends are sending tweets and texts
These ain't the words that Jesus said
This ain't reason Jesus bled
I'm tryna find some peace in bed
It's kinda like ephesians says
I pray for Wisdom and knowledge for all the other leaders left
Lately I've been looking at my own life
All my weaknesses and my struggles they seem to hold tight
I call myself a Christian, go figure,
I guess looking at the church is kinda like looking in the mirror
Cos it ain't just the building it's the people
Were the ones that make the same mistakes again It's ain't the steeple
I'm just wondering if I play my part in the evil
I know we all got different sins we're fighting demons till the sequel
I'm a hypocrite, made some mistakes I gotta live with it,
Praying for forgiveness everyday there's something different it's
playing on mind, cos there were times I use find all the faults of someone else
while I was struggling with them myself, I wanna change my ways
Cos looking at this world I think there's space for faith,
helps me on the wayward days, but it's time I raise the stakes
you know, practice what I preach, be a man of my word, try harder to become a better person
In the meantime, even though I know it's know not perfect I'm thankful to church cos I feel like I'm always learning, you can hate it if you want to
I realized the other day that there's hypocrited in the clubs too
And people still go back to party, so I go back church cos I believe in what God has started
He brought me outta darkness, gave me a home to put my heart in, i'm sticking by it regardless, i'm committed when times are hardest
Cos my church prayed for me when I lost my Dad in an instant
The church gave me sight when II didn't have any vision
The church gave me songs when my mind was stuck in a prison
I would sing them so loud and feel freedom enter my system
I've seen my church feed the homeless and give them service
I've seen them take the kids off the streets and give them purpose
I've seen them give a home to the nations so they can worship
I've seen my church forgive all my sins when I'm underserving
Theres many pro's and there's many flaws
The good the bad the ugly and I'm ready for it
And everybody disses it till they got a funeral a wedding or a christening they need a venue for
But Like I said there's cons but there's pros too
The good the bad the ugly that's the whole truth
But Church isn't a place that I just go to
Its a family I belong to