[intro] [deep voice, echoes, drones] [chorus] unreal, but true unreal…. But true Un…un…unreal But…but, but true [verse1] His ingenuity influenced me to speak fluently moving me thru time and space my mind, I find trying to embrace the mystery linguistically, it gets to me quicker than bad news I’ve had dudes question my selection the direction of His perfection they wonder why I would choose a God I can’t see is there any visible individual that can be His replacement? [chorus] unreal, but true unreal…. But true Un…un…unreal But…but, but true [verse2] lets face it men we are the created creatures of the Creator the Alpha and Omega, no beta the way the, truth the life the answerer of the prayer the payer of the price Christ the sacrifice the ram in the bush the lamb that was pushed but never bucked struck by the hands of barbarians while carrying our cost across puddles of His own blood for real my friend, until then, I hadn’t known love when push came to shove he stood still and took it where I couldn’t take it His Godly body, I watched them try to break it and make it quit and submit to the submission of death on the 3rd day he left room in his tomb it was scary, Mary began to assume someone had exhumed our Savior [chorus] unreal, but true unreal…. But true Un…un…unreal But…but, but true [verse 3] neighbor are you really willing to make a wager with the labor of your everlasting soul? for what, glass and gold? a chance to hold lust for moment? back to the atonement that has grown men crying like infants overwhelmed like a home filled with the scent of incense to be recompensed with redemption I don’t deserve from a God on most days I didn’t serve his learning curve is phenomenal almost comical because with repentance His sentence is: (“it never happened”) but look at me, I’m not laughing I’m basking in His mercy he could have cursed me hurt me in his wrath dispersed me without any path that was righteous could have hated me and created me absent of His likeness what makes you think He don’t deserve to smite us? He didn’t have to like us didn’t have to write us He could have chosen to erase us but He chooses to face us and embrace us and place us in His will I know the feel is [chorus] unreal, but true unreal…. But true Un…un…unreal But…but, but true [outro](spoken word, fade] He made Him who knew no sin to be sin on our behalf, so that we might become the righteousness of God in Him. lyrics;: Joe Moore
