Berit Drift

Paul, not sent by man, not placed by hand שליח (shaliach) call—built by His plan חֵן וְשָׁלוֹם (chen v’shalom), grace on the line Still fight pride tryna label it “mine” Watch they walk, start weighin’ they frame Think I see truth, start callin’ they name Doubt in my chest, I project that flame Blame on they path just to cover my shame Switched too quick, yeah I seen that drift “New gospel” dressed like a holy gift אֱמֶת (emet) cut—truth don’t bend If it ain’t from Him, let the message end Even if light fall down from the sky If it ain’t Him, let that doctrine die I was so sure when I spoke that claim Whole time twistin’ the Father’s name Am I right—or just want to be? לֵב (lev) check me, what You see Lose it all just to walk that free Not my name—let it be You in me Am I right—or just sound that way? אֱמֶת (emet) cut what I won’t say Lose my life, that’s the only way Not my will—line me to Your way Am I for God or I’m playin’ for eyes? Say “all truth,” but I love the rise If I chase man, I divide inside עֶבֶד (eved) can’t serve split by pride Said “revelation,” not taught by man But I moved too fast, outran His hand Thought I was led, thought I stood in faith Skipped the wait, couldn’t hold that pace Past life loud, I was movin’ with heat קִנְאָה (qin’ah) zeal—but it led to defeat Climbed that rank, yeah I knew that game Fire ain’t proof when it fuels your name Set apart—before breath, before time בְּרִית (berit) marked, yeah that call was mine He showed the Son, cut deep through pride רוּחַ (Ruach) moved—flipped the inside Still I think—“yo, my life look right” So I judge they loss, say they off that light But the Word say lose it to gain real life Some look wrong but they walk that right Pressed on sides, still they don’t break Got nothin’ seen, still rich in faith שָׁלוֹם runs deep where the pain don’t shake That quiet strength that the flesh can’t fake Am I right—or defend my pride? רוּחַ (Ruach) move, split what’s inside If I fall, keep me in Your light You increase—I decrease, that’s right אַל־תִּשְׁפֹּט (al tishpot)—don’t judge that sight Eyes see surface, miss that light Pharisee stance, clean outside Inner man still split by pride I feel no guilt, think that I’m straight But the Lord still judge at a deeper weight So I lay it down, every claim I make Let Him search every word I say Didn’t chase crowds, didn’t need that stage Still felt pulled by that subtle gauge Years went quiet, He shaped that core Not just my sound—something way more Now they hear—“he ain’t same no more” One who broke now restore what’s tore That ain’t me, that’s חֶסֶד (chesed) grace Mercy rewrite what I couldn’t face Am I right—or just want to be? לֵב (lev) check me, what You see Lose it all just to walk that free Not my name—let it be You in me If I lose all for His Name, I gain This world fade, but the Word remain Not by sight, not by claim I frame Just a heart aligned with יהוה (YHWH) Name