Fill the seats and make people happy
Hide the sin and don’t let anyone inside
Your hands are stained with blood
You’re white washed, you don’t know what you’ve done
Your pride and arrogance have served you once again
Crushing the hope that’s covered your sin
You point, you judge, and you want your own way
While the world is simply looking for a way
You line the aisles with all your complaints and you claim the name of God?
What happened to the cross and when did it become about us?
How could we be so foolish to believe it’s all about you and me?
So, fill the seats with people who are unhappy
Open up the sin so others will know who lives within
Wake up, let us be broken by our sin
I pray that God forgives us and we will be humbled again