paroles de chanson Fruit Inspection - Timothy Brindle

Yo it's so strange how so many folks claim/
They're born again when their lives are showing no change/
Listen while I'm spitting/
If you go about your sinning without conviction/
You should doubt your christian/
The devil tricks people that they're saved/
When they're sleepin in their grave still to evil they're a slave
So examine yourself/
Are you in the Faith or are you just a slave to sin's glamour and wealth/
'Cause you seek finer things and seem fond of sin/
But please read 1 John 3: 9, 10/
'Cause it's a warning dog-It shows if you're a fraud/
And that this is impossible if you've been born of God/
To live habitually sinful/
At least hear it from Christ if you don't wanna listen to Brindle/
Please understand this-Jesus demands it/
Those who really love him will keep his commandments.

Killing Sin is not a prescription of how to be forgiven/
It's a description of the Christian who is forgiven
By trusting in the risen Christ who took our wrath and affliction/
Killing Sin is not a prescription of how to be forgiven/
But it's a description of the Christian who is forgiven/
And the Spirit now convicts them to put off and kill their sick sin

I'm a make this as basic as can be/
They say a saved saint is like a tree/
Since their faith is in Christ, their root's in the soil/
So they're saved for life and their fruit isn't spoil/
So it makes since that if the root is alive/
The dead branches fall off but their fruits gonna thrive/
But if there's no evidence of a changed life/
Sin's a claimed price so you're still dead in sin/
So, Jesus is Lord your lips confess/
But Killing Sin is that confession's lithmus test/
If perhaps the truth is that you're lacking proof/
With absent fruit, the axe is at the root/
So, let's be specific/
You say, "But God knows my heart." Yeah, He knows that it's desperately wicked/
So, you can repent and accept the truth dude/
Or else when you meet Christ hear, "I never knew you."/
So let's start from the top-Your heart is a rock/
You must trust Christ's death for your charges to drop/

No repent pretenders and present your members/
To Him who does contenders like fender benders/
I aint saying that I'm flawless from sin/
I'm saying when I fall I go to the cross and repent/
And just �cause we believe in eternal security/
Don't mean we're not concerned with personal purity/
'Cause those who've been elected, chosen and predestined/
Won't rest till the day our souls have been perfected/
So we'll work out our salvation with fear and trembling/
But give God the glory knowing it's His spirit's rendering.