Chris Renzema - A Four Chord Protest Lyrics

Well Jesus, you always took the time to Be with all the lowest and the last in the line No matter what they were like or on which side In the middle of the night Jesus, you always took the time

This is a four chord protest To the idea this world doesn't break your heart Mhm, mm-mhm

So why do I find it so hard each time to Stop and ask if I'm your hands and feet, why don't I Do the things that you do? I lay down my pride For those the Father calls His child Why do I find it so hard each time?

This is a four chord protest To the idea this world doesn't break your heart Mhm, mm-mhm

'Cause I believe You'd be where I am scared to be Oh and I believe You'd be with the prostitute, the houseless The destitute, the hopeless The places that I'd get so uncomfortable to be You always seem

To take the time You always took the time