A song about how we play 'Keep Away' from God
indie
acoustic
folk
christian
ccm
buried
talents
buried talents band
Story behind the song
Woke up one morning and started writing. It just seemed to 'be there'.
This song goes through a 180 - from being resistant to God's prompting to give, and my money/possessions being 'mine', to a realization that
it really IS all His.
(does that rhyme?)
Lyrics
It seems that every time I go to church
The pastor asks for money
For another 'Building Program'
Or God's work across the sea
And then they pass a plate for our donations
And i know it may sound funny,
But I'm angry, and I wonder
What it has to do with me
I know that God made every atom
and electron that there are
From the skin cells in my thumbnail
To the very furthest star
But when it comes to all my money,
I earned every single dime
And I'd stay and talk about it
But I haven't got the time!
Keep Away!
I wanna play Keep Away
Keep all my money, keep all my time,
Keep away this heart of mine!
Keep away!
I wanna play keep away!
Play keep away from God...
But deep within my heart, I know that God
Has given all I have to me
And it's only by His mercy
That I have the strength to breathe
My bible says He doesn't want a penny
Unless it's given willingly,
For if I give my gift with gladness,
My gift will bless even me!
I know that God owns every mountain,
Every river, rock, and tree!
And this life that I am living
He is loaning out to me
So I'll invest some of His treasure,
Give a little of His time,
Furthering His kingdom,
and surrendering mine!
Keep Away!
Don't wanna play Keep Away!
Give Him His money,
Give Him His time,
Give Him every part of this heart of mine!
Keep Away!
Don't wanna play Keep Away!
I never want to keep away from God!
I never want to keep away from God!