Different taste in music, different sorta tunes,
Some touch the soul while others make your body move.
I wanna be different to those who repeat the same song,
I’m not saying I’m right and others are wrong.
But I wanna change from the simple sounds and chords,
I believe funky Jesus music can bring people to the Lord.
How boring it’d be if we were all one mind,
Not everyone wants to hear that sometimes the truth isn’t kind.
But God created us to be diverse.
All songs have a chorus and a verse,
Still may Christ’s music be the ultimate expression of the soul,
Cos both organs and guitars can make us whole.
I’m just trying to stay true to what I feel.
This love of God’s isn’t a one-way deal.
I write from the words that He puts in my mouth,
And He gives me peace and quenches my drought.
Roses are red, and violets are blue?
This cliché doesn’t express truth.
I write and speak from the soul of Christ,
And sometimes my mouth needs to be shut tight.
But I believe in a modern God who speaks to modern needs,
And it is simply my duty to help sow the seed.
Ryan Lane 2011