Hiding

What are we hiding behind 

The world and their approval of design 

Ourselves we're allowing them to define 

Have we forgotten who's image we're to transform to 

Born again to put that difference 

Living and looking apart 

Taking on holiness  by Jesus Christ's  design 

Allowing that spirit of pride take us over 

Saying that we're of Christ but our lifestyle says otherwise 

When it's spoken upon by Word it's then truth we despise 

Allowing blindness to hit our eyes 

Instead of taking in truth we'd rather believe lies 

And ourselves we allow the world to defy 

But yet again it's Jesus Christ we testify 

Our ways 

Our fleshly ways we try to justify 

Running too that "come as you are" 

But transformation 

Being Holy in all manner of conversation 

Biblical standards we seem to criticize 

Be not conformed to the world 

We cannot dismiss this 

Having that desire to be made up by truth rather than to walk in illusion by the make up of this world 

Yeah 

This seems to be lacking 

Having our lifestyle accompany the very thing we claim 

But we rather look like the lifestyle we claim to have been saved from 

Our "righteousness" is so vain 

What's on the inside ought to be seen heard and felt on the outside 

Called too put the difference between Holy and unholy 

Between clean and unclean 

Walking 

Living 

Looking like freedom 

And not like those spirits of bondage 

Which our flesh it feeds 

Let's take inventory of what's required of us as born again believes 

And not be so quick to jump on the band wagon of deceivers