Lofty Lyrics - Propaganda

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God spoke and the formless earth was sculpted 

His poetry producing populations, making constellations 

With his conversations gazing at his own creation 

Proclaiming it was good and there we stood 

Fashioned from the dust 

With authority He orchestrated organisms and every single cell in every ecosystem 

Every creature that dwells 

The planets, the plants 

The whole expanse, the sky above your head 

And the ground where you stand 

The clouds and the rain, the soil that soaks it up 

And feeds tiny seeds so they sprout and vegetation proceeds 

Infinite wisdom intrinsic within him, self-sufficient 

Intricate systems begin and end with His decisions Lofty 

Out of reach, how he procreated with speech 

So it's appropriate for us to be completely in awe 

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I don't why, still I try 

To wrap my mind around You 

Your thoughts are higher, Your ways are better 

And I'm in awe 

So bring me up to where You are 

Bring me up to where You are 

It's evident in creation that God is the primary cause 

The origin of all scientific laws 

Everything else is secondary 

The very breath that comes from lungs is caused by the fact that God is involved 

One must begin with the mind that was given to him to even believe he's evolved 

I'm in awe when I think about quantum mechanics and the rotation of planets 

And the exact calculation of the universe is permanently impossible to manage 

How photosynthesis takes place to perfectly convert the vividness of light into chemical energy 

For the purpose of maintaining and giving life 

Intelligent design doesn't even begin to define his creative craftsmanship 

Any attempt to align the mind of mankind to divine is insufficient and inadequate 

It's too lofty and far beyond us that God would not remain anonymous 

Correspond with us and out of all of God's creation would become fond of us 

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I don't why, still I try 

To wrap my mind around You 

Your thoughts are higher, Your ways are better 

And I'm in awe 

So bring me up to where You are 

Bring me up to where You are 

But worth, value, and beauty is not determined by some innate quality 

But by the length for which the owner would go to possess them 

And broken and ugly things just like us are stamped "Excellent" 

With ink tapped in wells of divine veins 

A system of redemption that could only be described as perfect 

A seal of approval, fatal debt removal 

Promised, prominent, perfect priest 

Brilliant designed system, redemption for our kinsmen 

Can only be described as perfect with excellent execution 

And I'm in awe, the only one truly excellent 

The only source of excellence 

We are declared excellent only by his decree with his system 

The only accurate response is awe 

So we make lofty art 

See the presence of good art will unconsciously refine a community 

And poor art will do an incalculable harm 

Only accomplished in the light of his excellency 

It's too high, it's lofty 

I don't why, still I try 

To bring something of worth 

My words are fleeting 

They're flawed, depleting 

And you're leaving me in awe 

Bring me up to where You are, God