Testify - Wake Low

You say that nothing’s going on

That every lie is normal

Ever felt like everything you do is a lie? Like it's all a big farce? That "fake it 'til you make it" just means that you have done a lot of faking it?

Friend, I feel you! Imposter syndrome... I'm not who they think I am, and if they really knew who I was, would they still like me? Would they think I'm worth being in their life?

And you thought you knew all there was to know
Then a spirit wakes to rattle your window

We can't know all there is to know. And maybe that realization is as freeing to you as it was to me. That my job is simply to know what I do know. To testify to that.

So testify

Like a prophet with a vision

See through the world you're in

You testify

And tell the modern jury

Don’t lose the truth again

Our job is to tell our story and nobody else's. Our story of how we met Jesus. And the truth of Jesus is all that is needed to carry through. Because that is the truth. The person of Jesus Christ and what He has done in our life. Testify to that.

There’s a rending of the air

That always goes unnoticed

And fluorescence holds your stare

The wind will break your motives

When the city’s in a slumber

It’s sailing down the highway

You hear a sudden mutter

Roaring up a Sunday

So testify

Like a prophet with a vision

See through the world you're in

You testify

And tell the modern jury

Don’t lose the truth again

You say you live a simple life

As if nothing’s significant

If you just stay inside the pain will never mobilize

And when they open up their eyes

Watching every nightfall

You’re wrapped up in the sight of a thousand little white lies

And you thought you knew all there was to know

Then a spirit wakes to rattle your window

So testify

Like a prophet with a vision

See through the world you're in

You testify

And tell the modern jury

Don’t lose the truth again

You say that nothing’s going on

That every lie is normal

You said that all along it’s nothing that you did wrong

But the temple’s tearing down again

To shake around the shadows

Your heart begins to bend with the sound of every amen

Then a spirit wakes to rattle your window

So testify

Like a prophet with a vision

See through the world you're in

You testify

And tell the modern jury

Don’t lose the truth again

There’s a rending of the air

That always goes unnoticed

And fluorescence holds your stare

The wind will break your motives

When the city’s in a slumber

It’s sailing down the highway

You hear a sudden mutter

Roaring up a Sunday

So testify

Like a prophet with a vision

See through the world you're in

You testify

And tell the modern jury

Don’t lose the truth again