Justin McRoberts

Secret Of The Easy Yoke

Justin McRoberts


I could hear the church bells ringing, they pealed aloud your praise 
The members' faces were smiling with their hands out stretched to shake 
It's true they did not move me, my heart was hard and tired 
Their perfect fire annoyed me 
I could not find you anywhere 

Could someone please tell me the story 
Of sinners ransomed from the fall 
I still have never seen you 
And some days i don't love you at all 

The devoted were wearing bracelets to remind them why they came 
Some concrete motivation when the abstract could not do the same 
But if all that's left is duty I'm falling on my sword 
At least then i would not serve an unseen distant lord 

If this is only a test 
I hope that I'm passing 
Cause I'm losing steam 
And I still want to trust you 

Peace be still