Who Is That?

Lyrics

Chorus: Who is that making that noise? Yeah it's us again Whooo? The ones who share in His reign and suffering Howww? Since He died, we died, He rose, we rose with Him Ooooh, like them first century Christians who get with Him V.1 We're following Martin Luther, models imparting truth to Our generation and yes we're using the arts to do it People are marching to the beat of the drum The evil in some gave Jesus' people a reason to run Charged with treason by some but they ain't cower out like Nicodemus had done Please believe that their reasoning was pleasing the Son The squeeze in persecution gave the heathens a reason to come (Who is that making that noise?) We ain't quiet about Him, we preach Christ till they inquire about Him, watch We got our eye on the outcome Both genders boldly declaring He is the I AM, I'll come Therefore we bear our cross, if we suffer we reign Suffering is momentary like getting stuck on the train Just preach it, you ain't got to be up on the slang Present the truth of Jesus Christ till it's stuck in their brain V.2 Listen, if we as Christians considered the price that Jesus paid And the resistance them early saints faced in Jesus' days And say for instance, He let us live past Jesus' age Then we should be screaming in legions the fact that Jesus saves We've told 'em we Christians, let's show 'em we Christians We should still be carrying our crosses even if our arms were missing Search them Scriptures and see how some of them cats were killed But when Kobe Bryant is down, still got Shaquille O'neal If Flame was down and Truth was up it would still be dynamic But image the damage planted if both were standing Imagine the planet if believers all over the globe Followed the authority of Scriptures after closing the canon Imagine the earth goes in famine While Jehovah stands with the Holy Ghost and His fam Imagine what would happen if we were filled with compassion and passion and every time we passed we kept them asking... V.3 Listen, heathens were glad to hate us, heated like radiators They stripped us naked, enslaved us and made us gladiators Branded with nasty labels, Christians were bad for business Thrown in the prison, the Roman officials gladly made us Public spectacles, tied us to chariots Burned up our flesh, the Romans thought that was hilarious Times were perilous, they scattered us into various areas Embarrassed us, the catacombs is where they buried us But now the heathens love us, you know that got me thinking Could it be that we lost every ounce of our distinction? Ha! If we have, Father I pray you bring us Back to the place where we fix the eyes of our soul on Jesus