What better place than here What better time than now Every tongue will confess And every knee shall Bow We preach a message of love They shake their fists in the air Our light shines in the darkness It's no wonder they're scared I can hear them curse His name I feel spit hit my face Religion shoved down their throats They never experienced grace This crowd is our congregation And this stage is our pulpit Others think this is noise We're praising God with heavy worship Other Christians can't seem to get it They've shut themselves off from the truth They won't reach out to the least of these But this is what I was called to do Let them feel Your love See Your face Hear Your Word Know Your name