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This for the pulpits under pressure If you still standin' Turn this up [Verse 1] You traded prophets for profits Put the Book in the back like baggage Chasin' every new wave, every new craze Now the Bride lookin' bruised, all damaged Used to tremble when the text got opened Now you quote it like a slogan on a T Soft words, big crowds, big budgets But the blood in your sermon on E You let the culture color in your doctrine Airbrush sin, call it self-care You say "love wins" while you hide the cross Like the Lamb ain't hang up there You call fear of God "toxic" And conviction "shame" Rename chains as "freedom" Then you say it's grace that changed [Chorus] Hold that line I ain't bendin' If the world hate truth I ain't trendin' Let the sky fall down I'ma still say "repent" Script over clout Not a vote, that's a death-signed pledge Hold that line Draw it straight, plumb check If it ain't in the Word Cut the mic, cut the check You can keep your applause Keep your blue-check crown I'd rather stand small, right Than lead a wide road down [Verse 2] You preach "you do you" on Sunday Then you wonder why the kids so lost 'Cause you never name sin, never name Hell Just "live your truth, count costs" Call the wolves "guests," let 'em on the stage Let 'em feast on the lambs in the seats Then post one verse on the 'Gram, out-of-frame Say, "Look, we still preach peace" You quote trends more than you quote Romans Quote blogs more than the Gospels too You scared one verse might split your room So you cut that text in two You say, "Times changed, we evolving" But the Word been sharp since day one If the Cross feel small in your preaching Guarantee that's you, not the Son [Chorus] Hold that line I ain't bendin' If the world hate truth I ain't trendin' Let the sky fall down I'ma still say "repent" Script over clout Not a vote, that's a death-signed pledge Hold that line Draw it straight, plumb check If it ain't in the Word Cut the mic, cut the check You can keep your applause Keep your blue-check crown I'd rather stand small, right Than lead a wide road down [Bridge] Tell me Who you fear more, God or the comments? Who you guard more, sheep or the sponsors? When the Judge pull receipts, can't bargain Every soft sell seed got a harvest This for the ones in the back row weepin' Wonderin' if they crazy for believin' You ain't crazy You're called Stay anchored when they drift, don't fall [Chorus] Hold that line I ain't bendin' If the world hate truth I ain't trendin' Let the sky fall down I'ma still say "repent" Script over clout Not a vote, that's a death-signed pledge Hold that line Draw it straight, plumb check If it ain't in the Word Cut the mic, cut the check You can keep your applause Keep your blue-check crown I'd rather stand small, right Than lead a wide road down