Let Me Not Be That Generation

[Verse 1]
There is a generation
Eyes raised
Hearts turned away
Lips so quick with accusation
Hands that never learn to pray
There is a generation
Sharp like arrows
Cold like stone
Speaks so loud in condemnation
Never seeing its own soul
[Chorus]
Search my heart
Oh God
Every corner
Every thought
Let me not be that generation
Let me not be that generation
Search my heart
Oh God
Lay my hidden pride in dust
Let me not be that generation
Let me be the one who loves
[Verse 2]
There is a generation
That spews curses
Hard and fast
Leaves a trail of bitter echoes
Blessing buried in the past
There is a generation
Calls the broken out by name
But will never lift the fallen
Only points and walks away
[Chorus]
Search my heart
Oh God
Every corner
Every thought
Let me not be that generation
Let me not be that generation
Search my heart
Oh God
Lay my hidden pride in dust
Let me not be that generation
Let me be the one who loves
[Bridge]
Teach my tongue to speak a blessing (oh God)
When my anger starts to rise
Turn my criticism into kindness
Put Your mercy in my eyes
Break my heart for what You treasure
Make my story match my song
Set me apart in every season
Keep my wandering spirit strong
[Chorus]
Search my heart
Oh God
Every corner
Every thought
Let me not be that generation
Let me not be that generation
Search my heart
Oh God
Lay my hidden pride in dust
Let me not be that generation
Let me be the one who loves
Let me be the one who loves

Slow-building worship ballad, piano-led with warm pads and subtle acoustic guitar; male or female vocals up close and intimate in the verses, then lifting in the chorus with stacked harmonies. Gentle toms and distant cymbal swells enter on the second pass of the chorus, organ blooms in the bridge for a prayerful climax, then everything drops back to sparse piano and voice for the final line.