Propaganda - Precious Puritans Lyrics
If you would allow me a second to deal with some in-house issues hereHey pastor, you know it’s hard for me when you quote puritansOh the precious puritansHave you not noticed our facial expressions?One of bewilderment and heart breakLike, not you too pastorYou know they're were the chaplains on slaves ships, right?Would you quote Columbus to Cherokees?Would you quote Cortez to Aztecs?Even If they theology was good?It just sings a blind privilege wouldn’t you agree?Your precious puritansThey looked my onyx and bronze skinned forefathers in they face,Their polytheistic, god-hating faceThey shackled, diseased, imprisoned faceAnd taught a gospel that saysGod had multiple images in mind when he created us in itTheir fore-destined salvation contains a contentmentIn a stage for which they were givenWhich is to be owned by your forefathers’ superior image-bearing faceSays your precious puritansAnd my anger towards this teachingScreams of an immature doctrine and a misunderstanding of the gospelI should be content in this stage, right?Isn’t that what Paul taught?According to your precious puritansOh, you get it but you don’t get itOh, that we can go back to an America that once were,Founded on Christian valuesThey don’t build preachers like they used toOh, the richness of their revelationsIt must be nice to not have to consider raceIt must be nice to have time to contemplate the starsPastor, Your colorless rhetoric is a cop-outYou see my skin, and I see yoursAnd they are beautiful, fearfully, and wonderfully divinely designed uniquenessShouldn’t we celebrate that rather then act like it ain’t there?I get it your puritans got it but,How come the things the Holy Spirit showed themIn the valley of visionDidn’t compel them to knock on they neighbors doorAnd say, “You can’t own people!”?Your precious puritans were not perfectYou romanticize them as if they were inerrantAs if the skeletons in they closet was pardonedDue to the they hard work and tobacco growthAs if abolitionists were not racist and just pro-unionAs if God only spoke to white boys with epic beardsYou know Jesus didn’t really look like them paintingsThat was just Michaelangelo’s boyfriendYour precious puritansThey got it but they didn’t get itThere’s not one generation of believers that has figured out the marriage between proper doctrine and actionDon’t pedestal these peopleYour precious puritans partners purchased peopleWhy would you quote them?Step awayThink of the congregation that quotes youAre you inerrant?Trust me I know the feelingIt’s the same feeling I get when people quote meLike, if they only knewI get it, but I don’t get it ask my wifeAnd, it bothers me when you quote puritans,If I’m honest, for the same reason it bothers me when people quote meThey precious PropagandaSo, I guess it’s trueThat God really does use crooked sticks to make straight linesJust like your precious puritans
