My Only Hope

Revival preacher says You’re the judge just waiting to punish my wrong
But when he sweats and spits, all I can hear is a loud gong
They carry signs & scream “Whore!” as she enters the clinic across the street
But I read that Your drawings in the dirt left stones lying at Your feet
He stands with a bullhorn screaming “God hates gays!” to anyone who will listen
But I just can’t see how this could be a part of the great commission 
They celebrate the caged child whose parents just wanted a better life
But didn’t You tell me to take care of the orphan and the widowed wife?
They tell me I can’t work their job because I stand up for the voiceless & refuse to keep silent
But I know You walked into the temple & tenderly held a dove while flipping tables & getting violent 
They smile on TV and line their pockets saying donate so you can have more
But I remember You saying, “Blessed are the poor”
So I guess I’m just deeply perplexed by the leaders of this “Christian” nation
But You, the One who washed my feet, are my only hope and my salvation 

Emotional Piano Solo with Slow Progressions and Reflective Mood, male