***This was written in August 2006***
Lemme introduce myself, I’m A Child With No Words;
I see people praisin’ the Lord like crazy and it hurts me like a burn
It hurts ‘cuz I can’t praise like I see other people do it;
It doesn’t help when I hear a voice say, “Ain’t nothin’ to it.”
It says, “Just think of what God’s done for you and say, ‘Thank You.’”
But it feels like it’s harder then what the voice says to do
I’ve messed up and sinned against the Lord so many times;
It feels like I’m on a WANTED poster in Heaven for all of my crimes
I’ve lied and disobeyed, how can He accept my voice?
When I try to praise, somethin’ is tellin’ me that all Jesus hears is noise
But also, what’ll the people around me say about me?
They’ll see me screaming and dancing, and they’ll think that I’m crazy!
Mom and Dad won’t get off my back when they see me dance;
They’ll keep asking questions whenever they get the chance
But I also can’t seem to get out all of this praise that I have inside;
I wanna let it out but when I reach for it, it runs to hide
All I can do is say, “Hallelujah” and lift my hands;
I almost wanna cry ‘cuz I can do better, and ‘cuz no one understands
They don’t know what I’m going through;
They scream and shout and yell, “Jesus, I thank You!”
It’s Satan! I feel his chains holdin’ on to me;
He won’t let me be as wild for Jesus as I wanna be
But I know that with Jesus, I gotta break the chain so that I can be free;
I don’t wanna be up in the Devil’s captivity
So I won’t be afraid, I won’t be ashamed!
I’ll praise to bless God, to be blessed, and be saved!
I did it! I’ve never praised so hard in my life!
No longer will I have to worry about going through pain or strife
Laugh at me if you want, but this is how I feel;
I may be a brotha’, but when it comes to Christ I don’t play. I’m fo’ real
So after church I feel good ‘cuz I know I’ve been heard;
When I meet another kid. His name is A Child With No Words
WHAT SHALL I TELL HIM???
(c) August 2006, B.I.B. Productions
(P) BOOYIKA!, Inc.