[INTRO]

Isaiah saw the craftsman cut.
Half for the fire.
Half for the god.
Now we cut the earth again
and call it smart.

[VERSE 1]

Isaiah said, “Look at the block in your hand,”
tree from the forest, shaped by a man.
Half burns hot for the bread and flame,
half gets carved and receives a name.

Now watch the age with the same old eyes,
stone made smooth with a screen-lit shine.
Silicon sand, copper vein,
lithium pulled from the earth in pain.

Glass from silica, plastic from oil,
metal refined from the dust and soil.
Then man says, “Future,” man says, “God,”
but it came from beneath where our feet have trod.

Do not get twisted by glowing light,
old idol learned how to swipe at night.
It cannot forgive, it cannot see,
it cannot love your soul free.

[HOOK]

Open our eyes, Lord, open our eyes,
wood and stone wear a bright disguise.
Screen may glitter, code may speak,
but earth-made gods are frail and weak.

Jesus is Lord, Jesus is Life,
Tree of Life after Eden’s knife.
Stone returns to stone again,
Christ alone can raise dead men.

[VERSE 2]

They say the Bible is old and slow,
cows and sheep from long ago.
But prophets saw through the human heart,
wisdom sharp like a flaming dart.

They knew the idol-making mind,
how men get dazzled, deaf and blind.
They knew the craft, the forge, the throne,
they knew carved matter cannot atone.

The future is not transhuman pride,
metal dreams with the soul denied.
The catacombs preach where the future lies:
bones in rows beneath empire skies.

But Ezekiel saw dry bones stand,
Spirit breathed by the Lord’s command.
Death is not the final scene,
Jesus makes the dead bones clean.

[OUTRO]

Lord, make the screen a servant.
Make the heart Your throne.
Let every idol fall.
Christ alone.

2. TITLE: JEREMIA