Carlos was born in killa cali
Was walking down an alley and caught a bullet in his head that left him bleeding badly. He lost everything at that moment except his life
He lost his hearing lost his movement and he lost his sight
He laid there in a coma
But man nobody cared
The Gospel preached in his neighborhood? Nobody dared
But los got up out the coma got and was able to hear
A missionary shared the gospel to his open ears
He got saved got trained got discipled
Back to hood
You could find em preaching the bible
He led a homie to Christ from his same hood
Part of Church plant
Come on now ain't his name good
This is blessing but I'm stressing that this is not the norm
We need leaders and belivers to help carry it on
But who would minister in a sinister part of town
I pray if Jesus is calling you that you would be found

Eric used to go to bible study as a kid
He got older and started doing what the hood did
A rival gang caught him slippin tried to take his life
But the jammed up so them beat him nice
He woke up in the hospital singing bible songs
Praise God he had a place to learn the bible from
But then he gets saved and wanna preach Christ they make him change his whole culture and way of life
He gotta get him a bachelors wear a suit and tie
Go to seminary
By then all of his boys will die
Jesus came to invade culture outta nazereth and used a couple fisherman who people saw as hazardous
The feet are beautiful if only they'd go
If ain't nobody in hood preaching how will they know?
Eric is better used taught trues in his context
Somebody please plant a church in his projects.

In Luke 4 16 on down to 21 jesus says he's messiah says hes the chosen one
But more than that he quotes Isaiah
That shows our savior targets oppressed captive blind and the broke I'm saying
Had a heart for the poor had a heart for the low
And 1st John 2:6 is way we should go
In Dueteronomy even tho they under the law
The tithes every third year the poor got em all
I ain't sayin you wrong if you live in burbs
I'm sayin turn your attention to the hood cause we hurting
Man if you ain't burdened please pick up your word an
Tho this world is going down while we here we can serve him
We bring this to the streets because we knew the streets
I pray that more would be burdend to have beautiful feet
You never knew the streets but truth is what you preach
I pray to God you'd be burdened for beautiful feet.
Go, go, go (run with those beautiful feet)
Go, go, go
You hold the truth that saves so run and shout it to the world
They can't believe in something they ain't never heard
Go, go, go and run with those beautiful feet

Angels fall from the heavens, for the
belivers are no more, wings are but
ash on the floor.

They were held up high in their place
in heavens above, but we do not need to see
above to know what we love.

For love is not of things not seen, but
of our selfs and others family, they
fell from up high to the floor below.

Now they are us for ever more, we have
moved on from books wrote so long ago, now
just fiction for those to read and know.

Fallen angels walk among the crowd,
no longer blessed, now just another face
in the crowd.

I am small to start
I am built not bought
              What am I
Sometimes I am strong
Sometimes I am lost
               What am I
Different people use me for different things
But mostly I’m used for things unseen
                          What am I
I am in the brave and in the scared
I am in the weak and in the strong
                            What am I
Sometimes people use  me for themselves
Sometimes they use me for someone else
                           What am I
Different people use me for different things
But mostly used for things unseen
                           What am I
I am weak in the hearts of the untrustworthy
I am strong in the hearts of the belivers
                                    What am I
People build me
They don’t buy me
                                 What am I
Different people use me for different things
But mostly I’m used for things unseen
                                     What am I
You must have me to believe
You lose me when you don’t
                         What am I
When you are lost you must use me to be found
When you are hurt you must use me to be healed
                                             What am I

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