It’s the full story of life crushed into 4 minutes

The entirety of humanity in the palm of your hand

Crushed into one sentence

Listen, it's intense right

God. Our. Sins. Paying. Everyone. Life

The greatest story ever told, that’s hardly ever told

God. Yes. God

The maker and giver of life

And by life I mean any and all matter and substance

Seen and unseen

What can and can't be touched

Thoughts, image, emotions, love, atoms, and oceans, God

All of it his handiwork

One of which is masterpiece

Made so uniquely that angels looked curiously

The one thing in creation that was made with his imagery

The concept so cold

It’s the reason I stay bold

How God breathed in the man and he became a living soul

Formed with the intent of being infinitely, intimately fond

Creator and creation held in eternal bond

And it was placed in perfect paradise 'til something went wrong

A species got deceived and started lusting for his job

An odd list of complaints, as if the system ain’t working

And used that same breath he graciously gave us to curse him

And that sin seed spread through our soul’s genome

And by nature of your nature, your species, you participated in the mutiny

Our. Yes. Our sins

Its nature inherited, blackened the human heart

It was over before it started

Deceived from day one and lead away by our own lusts

There’s not a religion in the world that doesn’t agree that something’s wrong with us

The question is, "What is it?"

And how do we fix it?

Are we eternally separated from a God that may or may not have existed?

But that’s another subject. Let’s keep grinding

Besides trying to prove God is like defending a lion, homie

It don’t need your help, just unlock the cage

Let’s move on on how our debt can be paid

Short and sweet

The problem is Sin

Yes. Sin

It’s a cancer. An asthma. Choking out our life force

Forcing separation from a perfect and holy God

And the only way to get back is to get back to perfection

But silly us, trying to pass the course of life without referring to a syllabus

This is us

Heap up your good deeds. Chant, pray, meditate

But all of that of course is spraying cologne on a corpse

Or you could choose to ignore it as if something don’t stink

It’s like stepping in dog poop and refusing to wipe your shoe

But all of that ends with how good is good enough?

Take your silly list of good deeds and line them up against perfection, good luck

That’s life past your pay grade

The cost of your soul you ain’t got a big enough piggy bank

But you could give it a shot

But I suggest you throw away the list

'Cause even your good acts are an extension of your selfishness

But here’s where it gets interesting

I hope you're closely listening

Please don’t get it twisted

It’s what makes our faith unique

Here’s what God says is Part A of the Gospel

You can’t fix yourself. Quit trying; it’s impossible

Sin brings death

Give God his breath back, you owe him

Eternally separated and the only way to fix it is someone die in your place

And that someone gotta be perfect

Or the payment ain’t permanent

So if and when you find the perfect person

Get him or her to willingly trade their perfection for your sin and death in

Clearly since the only one that can meet God’s criteria is God

God sent himself as Jesus to pay the cost for us

His righteousness, His death, functions as Payment

Yes. Payment

Wrote a check with his life but at the resurrection we all cheered 'cause that means the check cleared

Pierced feet, pierced hands, bloodstained Son of Man

Fullness, forgiveness, free passage into the promised land

That same breath God breathed into us God gave up to redeem us

And anyone and everyone

And by Everyone, I mean Everyone

Who puts their faith in trust in Him and Him alone can stand in full confidence of God’s forgiveness

And here’s what the promise is

That you are guaranteed full access to return to perfect unity

By simply believing in Christ and Christ alone

You are receiving Life

Yes. Life

This is the Gospel

God. Our. Sins. Paying. Everyone. Life