V1:
Many councils of Christians constantly have debated,
Why God love Jacob—but Esau He hated,
See God was free of manipulation,
To pass justice or grace onto His creation,
Will the clay ever speak back to its creator?
Or turn around and say you should'a made me something greater?
Does not the potter have every right over the clay?
To make something He can use in a common way?
With the same lump, make amazing things?
Choose to make a broken pot or a bling bling?
Do you think for one second that the fall of man,
Eating forbidden fruit was out of God's hands?
And God was outta luck—and had to make a plan?
Devise a process scheme so He could same the son of man?
I hope the God we're talkin' bout is the same,
Before the world was made,
The lamb that was slain.
Chorus:
As it was in the days of Noah,
So it will be in the cover of the Son of man.
V2:
We genration Y—when we degenerate and die,
We'll leave behind a legacy of Generation—I,
Go down in history as the selfie generation,
Caught in our image and deliberate time wastin,
And the first world problems and issues that we're facin',
Paper chasin' and money money makin.
God takin' the foolish things of the nation,
To shun the wise the proud in due patience,
I pray you'd seek Christ for your salvation,
He's preparing His bride an invitation,
The others are on that way to damnation,
R. C. Sproul Double pre-destination,
Do not be eyes up in your own eyes,
Fear the Lord—shun evil in disguise,
Proverbs 3 verse 7 lettin' it shin,
And find the irresistible Christ,
Your soul is on the line.
Bridge:
If you knew when the the was comin',
You would'a kept watch,
If you knew when! x 2
Ya would'a stayed up and waited all night!