[Intro] Yeah Pull up the minutes and the minutes of the minutes IRBS in the building Uh [Verse 1] Chair at the table, call him presiding Footnotes loaded, bibliography riding Got the archives humming like a hive in June Seventeenth century in the seminar room Benjamin Keach with the catechism drafts Nehemiah Coxe holding covenant maps Hercules Collins in the prison, still bold Jim reading every line, every fold Turn the brittle-page paper to a living debate Tracing every association, every date From Wapping to Kiffin, he mapping the spread Where churches linked arms round what they said [Chorus] They call him Renihan, Reformed Baptist Scribe (yeah) Stacked with the sources, footnote hope From Keach to Coxe, he connect that rope Confession in his hand like a pastoral scope Renihan, Reformed Baptist Scribe (uh) Particular past with a future in the scope Associations rising, he chart that growth He shepherd the doctrine while the brothers cope (hey) [Verse 2] Credobaptist, let the waters testify Sign of the promise when the sinner dies And lives again, this the pictured word He got patristic echoes in every verse heard London confession in the leather-bound spine You see chapter 26, churches in a line Associationalism, churches walking in sync Not a faceless board, but a covenant link Confessionalism, not vibes but vows We recite what we hold, what we’ll answer for now “Thus says the Lord” with the church in view He charts how they framed it, how they held it as true [Chorus] They call him Renihan, Reformed Baptist Scribe (yeah) Stacked with the sources, footnote hope From Keach to Coxe, he connect that rope Confession in his hand like a pastoral scope Renihan, Reformed Baptist Scribe (uh) Particular past with a future in the scope Associations rising, he chart that growth He shepherd the doctrine while the brothers cope (woah) [Bridge] IRBS, that’s the forge, that’s the fire (fire) Training up pastors with a tighter choir (choir) Exegete Greek, but they shepherd a pew Historical theology shaping what they do From seventeenth scrolls to a Zoomed-in class He’s pulling out patterns that are built to last “Take the old paths, walk ‘em with light” That’s research turned into real-life fight (yeah) [Chorus] They call him Renihan, Reformed Baptist Scribe Stacked with the sources, footnote hope From Keach to Coxe, he connect that rope Confession in his hand like a pastoral scope Renihan, Reformed Baptist Scribe Particular past with a future in the scope Associations rising, he chart that growth He shepherd the doctrine while the brothers cope (amen)
