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Ambassador - Hold Your Ground
(from the album Christology)
© copyright 1999

Look at all the time men are wastin'/
Dying for lack of this information/
And we're not just thrilled to be giving it out/
We're skilled at living it out. Heels, we're diggin' them out/
Grab your cross, plus hold it down/
Stand strong young soldier, hold your ground/
Stickin' Christian flag poles in the ground/
Rep what you believe and soon you'll receive your golden crown.

Verse 1:
It goes like this/
There's not a single soul righteous/
A plague's struck us like a boxing pro's tight fist/
Hearts are cold like ice is you know what the price is/
Separation like a divorced husband and wife is/
Life is a climb up the hill like Lauren and Cypress/
Man without Christ is like keyboards without a typist/
God's gripe is with sin and we who seem to like it/
Instead of snipe it/
We'll call Williams so he can hype it/
But if you saw/
The measuring rod that God was holdin', you'd know you fall/
Shorter than Webster and Gary Coleman/
The whole man---mind, body, and soul---sin's controlin'/
It's like you're · programmed and need cleansing like a colon/
Hit the dugout, 'cause ever since we told God to butt out/
We've been · scoreless like a wack team that's being shut out/
We cut out God like a coupon/
Won't trust Him like we won't two cons/
So days are gray like Poupon/
Full of pain like a toe with two corns with small shoes on/
Not the same like Star Wars before Luke's born/
God can see the cu' form/
Who's side are you on? Infinite wisdom/
Versus the brains of a newborn/
Dangerous like unskilled men putting a roof on/
Deadly like firing every single nuke-bomb/


Verse 2:
Jesus went out on a limb so He could deal with sin
And be the bridge to bring sinful men back to Him
I heard he was the Surgeon, I heard He ripped the curtain
Now God and man can start mergin'
Virgin's exclusivity is what He's after
The Master's captured hearts, we'll marry at the rapture
I hear the laughter but what's
Worth giving up the chance to see the Son of God in a tux
It's a pain I can only go cry on a train ride
Brains fried from the ism and the saint Ives
Ain't wise yet the whole earth's on the same side
Them against the God who made the earth and His name's I Am
That I Am, Jesus Son of Man
He be the Lamb and Daddy to Uncle Sam
Universal land lord or the Supreme court
heaven's king, earth's life support
Boy, sin's got you locked, you're mad spoiled
But like aluminum, you humans will get your plans foiled
Your heart be the soil, I've got the seed
The word of God, it's heard a broad and it starts breeds of
Believers Jesus look a likes
God lovers, sin haters, look the mic
Can be used as a tool to voice God's views
Jesus must be the choice all choose
All loose if they snooze on the One bruised
Arms are too short and can't fit the Son's shoes
On the one –two's the good news comes to all men
Who truly went out on a limb