What Christ is Doing in Me

Yeah let 'em talk, let 'em swing
Watch what the King do, watch what the King bring

They drew up a plan in the dark, thought it landed
I came up grinnin' with my hands wide open-handed
What they meant for the pit just dug me a well
Now I'm drinkin' deep where they wanted me to dwell
They keep score on the hurt, keep tabs on the sting
I keep my eyes on the One pullin' every string
So go 'head, write your verdict, sign it, stamp it, send it
The story ain't yours, and you don't get to end it

What Christ is doing through me
Trumps what they're doing to me
(Say it again)
What Christ is doing through me
Trumps what they're doing to me
Let 'em do what they do it's already through
'Cause the work in my hands ain't comin' from you

Used to be the one with the blade in the dark,
Swung at the soldier, left a mark, missed the heart
Took an ear off a man in the garden that night,
Thought the Kingdom was a thing that you seize in a fight.
Then a rooster cut the air and I cracked, I caved,
Warmin' hands at a fire while I left Him to the grave
“Never knew Him,” said it three times to a maid,
Then I wept in the dark for the Man I betrayed.
But He found me on the shore with a fire and some bread,
Asked me “do you love me?” three times for the three I'd said,
“Feed My sheep,” put the staff in the hand held the sword
Now the hothead who slashed writes: entrust it to the Lord.

New-new, born again, livin' hope in the womb, I
Move through the gloom to a crown they can't loot, I
Got an inheritance kept where the rust can't ruin, the
Trial's just fire on the gold, watch it bloom and
Prove it: the faith come out purer than fortune,
Ransomed not silver or gold paid the portion,
Blood of the Lamb did the buyin', no coupon,
Holy 'cause He's holy, gird the mind, keep it on
Go!

Quick-quick, watch it, no flinch in the pocket, I'm
Locked in the bracket, they knock and I rock it, I
Talk less, walk slick, they plot and I dodge it, the
Plot's thick, no sweat, I just pocket the profit, I
Flip every fumble to fuel for the furnace, the
Fire don't burn me, it learns me, returns me, I

Turn the whole curse to a verse and they're nervous, the
Purpose was hidden but Heaven was workin' it
Done, done, watch how the kingdom keep comin', I
Hum through the hate while the haters keep hummin', I
Run through the rumor, the slander, the summons, I
Stand on a rock that they cannot come under
Go!

What Christ is doing through me
Trumps what they're doing to me
(Louder now)
What Christ is doing through me
Trumps what they're doing to me
Let 'em do what they do it's already through
'Cause the work in my hands ain't comin' from you

Once we was nobody, now we a nation, a
Royal priesthood, livin'-stone foundation, the
Builder took the rock that they tossed in rotation
Cornerstone now, no more relocation.
But the passions wage war on the soul, so I'm armin',
Keep the conduct so clean that it disarms 'em,
Honor the throne, do good, no alarm, then
Christ left the stencil, every letter, every line,
Trace the Hand that traced it, copy the design:
He was reviled but the Man didn't revile,
Took the strike, kept the style, no denial,
Didn't threaten, just entrusted the trial
To the Judge who is just close the file
By His wounds we was healed, off the road, in the wild,
Strayin' sheep come home to the Shepherd, reconciled.

She don't preach him a sermon, just live it pure,
Win him without a word, watch the conduct cure;
They curse and we bless, give a blessing for the blow,
Don't repay it with evil, let the good overflow.
Keep the conscience so clean that the slander can't stick,
When they question the hope, give an answer stay quick, but
Gentle, with respect; let 'em swing, take the hit,
'Cause Christ suffered once, the Just for the illegit,
Put to death in the flesh but alive in the Spirit,
Went and made the proclamation every power had to hear it
Now He's up at the right: every angel, every throne,
Authorities subjected the fight's already won.

Subtract me, they can't
Add to me, they won't
The math was never theirs to run
Every blow's an investment, every loss is a loan
And the interest gets paid by the Son

So arm up same mind, He suffered, get equipped, I'm
Done with the sin, won't go back to the script, I'm
Loved, and the love throw a cover on a multitude,
Fiery trial ain't strange, don't be shook, dude
Share in the suffering now, share the glory when it's due,
Don't suffer as a crook suffer Christian, see it through,
And entrust the whole soul to the One who made you,
Faithful Creator gonna keep what He gave you
Go!