Father, I come to you just as I am. A humble man looking for a blueprint, lookin' for a target.
When pastor dropped that word, and it lit a fire in my chest.
We talkin' 'bout a compassion center—a place to heal the broken, to feed the hungry.
And I know our congregation got the heart, but outside these doors, there's wealth waitin' to be unlocked for a greater good.
Open my mouth. Give me the strategy. Let's make it happen.
In Jesus' name... amen.[verse1] Knees on the floor, heavy burden on my shoulders
Heart beatin' fast as I'm watchin' people older
And younger, starvin' for a shelter and a blessing
Pastor speaking truth, had a brother introspective and confessing
Got a vision for the needy, got a mission for the city
While the wealthy sit in comfort showing zero kind of pity
We need resources, we need backers, we need funding for the cause
To break the silent suffering and rewrite all the laws
See, Proverbs thirteen, wealth gotten vain will decrease
But he that gathers by labor shall surely increase
I'm just a vessel with a message, trying to reach the other side
Goin' outside the stained glass, putting panic all aside
With the scriptures as my armor and the spirit as my guide
We gon' build this sanctuary wide.[hook] From the sanctuary seats out to the gated estates, yeah
Tryin' to bridge the gap and open up the floodgates, yeah
Proverbs sixteen-three, commit your work and watch it elevate
We 'bout to build a haven, ain't no time to hesitate
Yeah, we gon' make a difference, Lord, we gotta make a way
Yeah, we gon' make a difference, Lord, we gotta make a way[verse2] Matthew twenty-five, when you did it to the least
You were doin' it to Him, feeding hunger, making feast
Now I'm lookin' at the hills where the affluent reside
Got the blueprint in my pocket and integrity inside
They got treasures in the bank, we got treasures in the soul
If we can merge the two, man, we can reach the ultimate goal
Compassion center rising, brick by brick and prayer by prayer
Showing up for families caught up in despair
No hesitation, dedication to the calling on my life
Cut right through the darkness like a double-edged knife
From Madera to the masses, let the message carry forth
We establishing a kingdom, South to East and West to North
It's more than just a donation, it's a healing of the land
Put the pen to the paper, let's execute the master plan.[outro] Proverbs nineteen, seventeen: He that hath pity upon the poor lendeth unto the Lord.
We just the messengers, man.
Open their eyes, Lord.
Open their hearts.
Let's build it.
Amen.