UNCLEAN LIPS, HOLY FIRE

TITLE: UNCLEAN LIPS, HOLY FIRE
ARTIST: THE NAZARENE
STYLE: Prophets in the Gate series, Gen Alpha biblical wisdom rap, heavenly classical soundtrack, holy throne-room wonder, children’s choir

[INTRO]

Isaiah saw the Lord.

Not a brand.
Not a throne made by men.
Not a king with a temporary crown.

He saw the Lord high and lifted up.

And the temple shook.

[VERSE 1]

Isaiah lived where the kings wore gold,
Judah’s streets had stories old.
Temple songs and city pride,
but cracks ran deep on the inside.

Uzziah died, the throne felt thin,
nation nervous, fear within.
Then Isaiah saw a greater King,
angels covering as they sing.

Holy, holy, holy, Lord,
not like idols, not like sword.
Earth full of glory, smoke in the place,
Isaiah fell with a trembling face.

“Woe is me, I am undone,
unclean lips before the Holy One.”
He did not flex, he did not boast,
holiness showed what he needed most.

Gen Alpha, hear that throne-room flame,
God is not content for a holy game.
Not just a vibe, not just a post,
He is the Lord of heavenly hosts.

[HOOK]

Unclean lips, holy fire,
God makes pure what He will inspire.
Touch the mouth, cleanse the heart,
send us, Lord, to play our part.

Holy, holy, all creation,
Lord of truth and restoration.
Children, listen, Heaven is higher,
unclean lips need holy fire.

[VERSE 2]

Then flew a coal from the altar bright,
mercy burning in the temple light.
Touched his lips, removed his shame,
then Heaven called him by his name.

“Whom shall I send? Who will go?”
Isaiah answered, “Here I am, send me so.”
Not because he was clean alone,
but because God cleansed what sin had owned.

His mission was hard, not easy applause,
speak to a people ignoring God’s laws.
Warn the proud, expose the lie,
call out worship with injustice nearby.

He saw rich fields stolen by greed,
saw rulers ignore the orphan’s need.
Saw hands lifted high in prayer,
while blood and bribes were hidden there.

That applies now in a screen-lit age,
when people perform on a public stage.
Worship can trend but hearts stay cold,
justice gets buried for clicks and gold.

[CHOIR COUNTER]

Wash our hands.
Clean our ways.
Teach our hearts
honest praise.

[HOOK]

Unclean lips, holy fire,
God makes pure what He will inspire.
Touch the mouth, cleanse the heart,
send us, Lord, to play our part.

Holy, holy, all creation,
Lord of truth and restoration.
Children, listen, Heaven is higher,
unclean lips need holy fire.

[VERSE 3]

Isaiah spoke of judgement near,
cities shaking under fear.
But hope kept rising through the night,
a Child would come with kingdom light.

Wonderful Counsellor, Mighty God,
Prince of Peace where nations trod.
A shoot from Jesse, Spirit-filled,
wolves and lambs where fear is stilled.

He saw the Servant bruised and torn,
bearing griefs the world had worn.
Pierced for sins, crushed for shame,
healing flowing through His pain.

So Isaiah was not just warning smoke,
he carried Gospel before it broke.
Long before the manger’s cry,
he saw salvation drawing nigh.

Gen Alpha, when the headlines burn,
war, prices, fear at every turn,
Isaiah says the final word:
God’s King comes, and peace is heard.

[BRIDGE]

Kings fall down.
Empires fade.
Idols crack.
Truth is not delayed.

Screens glow bright.
Crowds may cheer.
But Heaven’s throne
is always near.

Do not worship image.
Do not chase lies.
Let holy fire
open your eyes.

[VERSE 4]

Isaiah points us straight to Christ,
the Holy One, the sacrifice.
The Child promised, the Servant slain,
the risen King who comes again.

Jesus cleanses deeper than coal,
blood and Spirit making whole.
He sends His people, young and old,
with humble fire, not pride grown bold.

So kids, speak truth but keep love near,
serve the poor, don’t mock their tears.
Do not use God to look impressive,
mercy makes the prophet effective.

If you see wrong, don’t just complain,
pray for courage and speak plain.
But first let God search your desire,
unclean lips need holy fire.

[FINAL HOOK]

Unclean lips, holy fire,
God makes pure what He will inspire.
Touch the mouth, cleanse the heart,
send us, Lord, to play our part.

Holy, holy, all creation,
Lord of truth and restoration.
Children, listen, Heaven is higher,
unclean lips need holy fire.

[OUTRO]

Isaiah saw the Lord.
Isaiah saw himself.
Isaiah was cleansed.
Isaiah was sent.

That is the prophet path.

See God.
Tell the truth.
Stand with justice.
Carry hope.

And point to Jesus.