“Metaphor” by Kenosis
Love is a metaphor. I’ll never settle for less than the best. Find rest in the quest in Love. It’s metaphoric. I’m better for it. Dead without it, alive with it. (And) I’m with it.
Love is living out vows eternally. That is certainly the way to know true love biblically. Was Him for me, a ransom of a dead soul now regenerate. I’m living it: proof that God is still giving it. I don’t get it from the TV, L-O-V-Easy. Sleazy. That’s not the way to please me. I say, Son, the truth is you got to turn the station. It’s mental and visual master-frustration. Place your mind on the things that are above and you’ll grace the blind as they bring that kind of love. Mis-defined, leave behind all the remnants of the old man. Ever pressing forward to the love, truth is holding.
Love be altogether lovely. How could love love me when I’m so ugly? It bugs me. It must be love’s unconditional, amazing, unchanging, never wishy-washy but steadfast. Love can overlook the things that I could never get past. Love puts others first to come in dead last. Love; despised by its own kind. Despite the fact that Love is so kind. It blows minds. Love loves even though it knows minds. More specifically it knows mine. Pride says “love isn’t cool.” But Love’s metaphycial. Beyond comprehension. Not to mention…
Access denied to the opening eye. The Church looks at Romans 8 and 10 but not 9. In Him, you were elected, chosen, perfected. But when it comes to selection, you call it a lie. Predestination simplified. So semper fi to Adonai. Take a look a Malachi: Jacob I loved, but Essau I hated. Before time began their decisions were fated. Love is a metaphor, look at the Church. It is by grace you have been saved and it’s not by works. Ephesians 5, we’re the bride to Christ crucified. In him alone, are we truly satisfied in…
released December 4, 2010
Nomolos on the Beat, Saiza on the Production. John Piper is sampled in the beginning and end.
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