"The God You Serve" lyrics - SEAN WATKINS

Some of us die before we're born
And some live too long
Some of us are given a life of chances
Some not even one
Some go in the blink of an eye
And never feel an ounce of pain
Some of us are pulled slow and steady through a lifetime of rain

And you say he's fair and wants everybody there
But heaven won't be home for us all
If you say that there are souls he won't prepare
The God you serve dropped the ball

Now you're telling everybody about the only one who will never leave your side
About unconditional love and eternal life
You say come as you are and down to the altar, his arms are open wide
But the time is now 'cause the deal is off if you don't before you die

And you say he's fair and wants everybody there
But heaven won't be home for us all
If you say that there are souls he won't prepare
The God you serve dropped the ball

No one chooses a lake of fire over streets of gold
They just choose to not to believe you told them so
How there's a man upstairs who'll forgive you
Who hopes that you might learn
Forgiveness of your enemies who will forever burn

And you say he's fair and wants everybody there
But heaven won't be home for us all
If you say that there are souls he won't prepare
The God you serve dropped the ball
Yeah the God you serve dropped the ball
The God you serve