Send Me.

Send Me.

Send me I'll roll,
send me I'll roll,
send me I'll roll,
lemme go lemme go!
(repeat x4)

I seen it with my own two,
there's no way I can show you
a perfectly poverty stricken people with no view.
And I bet you can't believe this,
they never heard of Jesus.
Heard Young Butler, Lil Wayne, and Young Jeezy.

No one's signing up to go on missions this summa.
Rather sit at home and watch Xibit pimp in a Humma
while a nine year old is shot down.
No one's screaming 'stop now!'
no bridge illustrations for criminals who on lock down.

People deep in Africa
looking for an answer bra'.
In China man,
they're dyin' man,
until they know who died for sins.
So look what grace did.
Not for us to stay here
inside our comfort zones
at home in mama's basement.

Get out on the grind y'all.
Ain't no better time dawg.
I know y'all read the Great Commission.
Let me just remind y'all:
make disciples of the nations.
Teach'm to obey the lord.
Have to lead someone to Christ before I face the Lord.

Send me I'll roll,
send me I'll roll,
send me I'll roll,
lemme go lemme go!
(repeat x4)

Hey! After, 1,000 years in the West and the churches
get'n bigger daily without understand'n worship. (say what?)
Some regenerated but a lot ain't saved.
You walk outside and be surprised cuz the block ain't changed.
And the numbers they be get'n me.
Something just ain't hit'n them.
America ain't Christian they practice'n the ritual.
That's why we should be mission though.
Hey, what you think i'm spit'n for?
The United States is dyi'n
and in the East is looking pitiful.

Some places if they catch you
they'll arrest you.
They'll serve you,
but they still need the word too.
The gospel should be heard too.
We claim we ain't ashamed,
but we ain't hit the block up.
Were in our Christian bubble,
while our brotha's get'n locked up.
Lord i wanna stock up,
pack a bag and walk up
in a country where my faith may get me shot up
anywhere i go, whether my city or far abroad,
i just wanna show' Jesus Christ the risen Holy God.

Send me I'll roll,
send me I'll roll,
send me I'll roll,
lemme go lemme go!
(repeat x4)

I know they're dyi'n in the streets over in the Middle East.
Some kids seekin' peace,
others hold'n up a piece.
If the violence doesn't cease,
then at least the deceased
might know Jesus as their Savior as their bodies hit the streets.
And I know this is a graphic view.
And I pray that it's attack'n you.
Attractin' you to act and do
what you see in the back illusion.
Mathew twenty-four and fourteen.
We should read it twice
before we think that life is just a battle
see we free in Christ!
Look dawg! Life is more than church work and football!
What if you were dead in sin and Christians overlooked y'all!
This is why we leave the couch
and leave the comforts of our house
to show a dyin' world a God they'll probably never read about.

The Great Commission says make disciples of all nations.
Have we even made them in our own nation?
Come on Christians!
Missions exist because worship doesn't.
People don't worship the God who made them.
We're ambassadors!
Let's go!

Send me I'll roll,
send me I'll roll,
send me I'll roll,
lemme go lemme go!
(repeat x4)

Obviously it's not my poetry. It's the lyrics to Lecrae's Send Me. It just seemd to me as relevant. Every time I hear it, I feel inspired even more to take up the whole armor of God and go do some battle. :medieval:
 
Nice! Here is one I that gets me stirred i up :



I see this hurting world of humanity,

Your beloved ones


I see the construction crews, principalities,
We've been overrun
I see the walls going up like towers
Hiding our bleeding hearts from Your healing love and Your power
I'm on my knees in prayer, volunteering,
I can't wait for You to
CHORUS
Send your demolition down from the sky
These walls have got to fall,
I'll be your Joshua
Swing me back and let me fly
I'll ride Your wrecking ball
I'll ride Your wrecking ball

To see this evil scheme of the underworld in dire straits
Smashing to smithereens all the barriers that hide Your face
To watch Your children in surprise, fall to their knees
Open their eyes when You

REPEAT CHORUS
 
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