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letra de pressing into the kingdom - timothy brindle

[verse 1]
christ rescued tim by his death for men
i accept him in, i once slept in sin
yes, i’m now his resurrected kin
but the christian race is starting, so let’s begin
what a hectic thing i’m stepping in
a plethora of men and women expect to win
trying to cross the border like a mexican
but the kingdom doors are closing, let’s be pressing in!
it’s not a competition to conquer christians
we help each other get across the finish line
but those who turn back get k!lled when they halt
and turn into a pillar of salt
but i thought salvation’s through faith alone?
yes, but this faith is shown by those who make it home
’cause christ’s words are clear
those who are saved endure to the end and persevere
the pilgrimage is through the wilderness
and i must k!ll my own sin and filthiness
i see the grime that’s within, i’m despising my sin
to see the king’s face is the prize at the end!
’cause my portion’s my lord and my father
i brought nothin’ with me, but my sword and my armor
and i brought a pocket full of manna
and christ’s righteousness, i’m rockin’ as my banner
he paved the way exact and gave his map
to help me stay away from satan’s traps
plus, he gave me his spirit to guide me
when i’m weary and tired, his spirit revives me
i realized something drastic has happened
that shapes my attractions and fashions my actions
i died with christ and rose with him
so now i have dominion over sin
at first i ran great over landscapes
’cause i can’t wait to see the lamb’s face
daily refreshed on new supplies of manna
with my sword, i’m k!lling lies and slander
i see wolves in sheep’s clothes
i was told that these foes are as greedy and cold as pete rose
i avoided the pack
but some of my boys were attacked and destroyed by the trap!
i soon fell into a swamp of slime
at the sight of my sin, i almost lost my mind
and started spittin’ up at the sickenin’ stuff
it was the sin that easily trips me up!
these slithery cords started bringin’ me towards
the bottom of the swamp, i was swingin’ my sword
to slice them off of me
now i feel trife and sloppy, see, and this life’s exhaustin’ me
so i ran to a mountain of love
and dove headfirst in it’s fountain of blood
after being renewed and cleansed
i realized it’s better to run with a crew of friends
plus i realized i’m my worst enemy
it’s my own sinful nature that hinders me
on top of solid rock, i’m running again
and not on soggy slop, i’m shunning my sin

[cut]
“this is the fight of my life, i sure can’t afford to be slipping
this is the fight of my life, i sure can’t afford to be slipping”

[verse 2]
i then passed by the city of destruction
and i seen how it’s wicked and disgustin’
full of wicked worldliness
and images of pretty girlie’s hips and jiggy pearly wrists
when i passed their block, i was asked to stop
but i had to say i’d rather not
i was slapped and socked as the laughin’-stock
i tried to warn them, “god’s wrath is hot!”
but they abused this christian, they refused to listen
they wouldn’t choose the good news of the crucifixion
this city was full of pagans braggin’
and its ruler was this huge flamin’ dragon
but this one cat asked for the messiah
so i grabbed his hand and sn-tched him from the fire
but then this girl, she stopped and gave up
she loved the world more than the god of jacob
i must reset my pace for the rest of this hectic race
so i shed some extra weight
and kept my eyes on christ, fixed on him
so i wouldn’t slip in sin and trip again
but i took my eyes off christ and tripped and stumbled
down this cliff, i crumbled, i ripped my bundle
plus my hand is cut, my pants are stuck
and now i’ve fallen and i can’t get up!
i see the world’s tyrant economy sponsored
it was this giant p-rnography monster
it grabbed my legs, i was stabbed with pegs
so i had to pray for a path to escape
just then, rushed in a crew of brethren
they rescued me from the poo i stepped in
forget a jar of scope, a bar of soap
i washed in the blood of the lamb of god to soak
i seen my weakness, now my strength is crushed
so christ became my crutch and strength and trust
jesus is my treasure, but he feels so far away in this dry desert
i know i must murder my sin and endure to the end
but now i’m thirsting for him
and i’m so anxious
so the spirit led me to an oasis my soul craves this
i drank from joyful springs
to rest from my toil to sing to the anointed king (hallelujah!)
it renewed my hope in the open tomb
but then i see the kingdom doors, they’re closing soon!
i must be relentless to rush to the entrance
along with brothers who trust with repentance
but there’s not a lot who are soldiers
who run with their cross on top of their shoulders
by my road map, i’m soon reminded
the gate is narrow and there’s few that find it
and those that do, don’t dilly-dally in
they’re really rowdy men who k!ll and battle sin
but at the last stretch, the p-rn monster
returned to tempt me to be a wh0re-monger
so with my sword, i hacked it to pieces
’cause i’m way more attracted to jesus!
now i enter the gates, endin’ this race
jesus, my hope, and his splendor awaits
and though i’m pressin’ in, detestin’ sin
it’s his blood and righteousness that gets me in
i’m now ready to see his majesty
“it’s the king of glory!”, i’m screaming happily
as i bask in his presence, perfect in pleasure
i’ll worship forever with gladness and reverence
wonderin’ what’s to come
and after ten thousand years, it’s as if it’s just begun
wonderin’ what’s to come
and after a million years, it’s as if it’s just begun

- timothy brindle

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