Archive for April, 2017


Seek God Now

Seek God Now
Words and music by Jason Bellard
Chords // ( G D/F# Em C )

Verse 1
The message in the church today
Is no longer godliness
with contentment is great gain
Instead, gain is godliness
and we’ve shamed His holy name

And those who claim to be His people are no longer unique
For the church is not unlike the business right down the street
And the businesses with all the fancy crosses on them
Would rather a shoe shine than to wash somebody’s feet

Chorus
Please seek God now
And press on through this shameful crowd
And don’t let me or any other mortal man
Tell you what God has planned
Just seek God now

Verse 2
The altars in the church today
are stained with tainted offerings
We only give hoping to receive,
rather than plant a seed in someone
And pray they would believe…

Faith and holiness have been abandoned on a shelf
Oh, how we need the Lord to save us from ourselves

Chorus
Please seek God now
And press on through this shameful crowd
And don’t let me or any other mortal man
Tell you what God has planned
Just seek God now

Verse 3
And there are many who would take advantage, of what God has given you
So, for the sake of God’s own name, hold tight to the Truth!

Chorus
Please seek God now
And press on through this shameful crowd
And don’t let me or any other mortal man
Tell you what God has planned

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Heal Our Land
Words and music by Jason Bellard
Key F# // Chords ( G#m F#/Bb B C# )

Verse 1 We’re ashamed of what we glory in today
We must be lame since we can’t walk in Your ways
We must be blind since we cannot see the truth
All this time we claim that we’ve been serving You

Chorus
Chords // (G#m B F#)
We are the lame men, we are the lepers
We are the blind man, we are the beggar
We’ve been closed up in this tomb
Accompanied by barren wombs
So paralyzed we do not stand
Please, God, come and heal our land
Jesus, come heal our land

Verse 2
We’re so diseased that our families are falling apart
And the issue in our members originated in our hearts
Our children are on their deathbeds
And You’re the only One that can wake them from their sleep
But Lord, we laid down all our crosses
To make more room to take the rich man’s seat