In Your Name

You were loudly living On your final 90 pounds Cross-legged on the south porch With a Bible in your hand And when I prayed for healing My father's words rang through the door "Son, I don't think Jesus is in business of healing anymore" Maybe he is occupied with other people's wars Or he's organized militia to fight the war on Christmas Or maybe he's protecting our children from the gays Who have promised to destroy this utopia we've made In His name In His name In His name Well, the early fathers writing To build a younger church up tall Saying "Faith without the action It isn't anything at all" I know perspective isn't static Between what I see and what you do But if you choose to stand by idly, then what does that make you? Well, I hear that you've been speaking through the man on the TV And you helped the Dallas Mavericks with their field goal percentage So when my mother's doctor calls again with more bad news It's an honest heart's reaction Oh, who, my God, have you been listening to? Been listening to Have you been listening to In Your name In Your name In Your name In Your name