Bow your head.

Our Father who art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done on Earth
as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our trespasses
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom,
the power and the glory.
Forever
and ever
and ever
and ever
and ever
Amen.

Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord.

Gotta put all your trust in the King.
Word to the wise, here’s a mindful of tips…
First things first,
number one on the list:
Dearly beloved,
keep your faith away from the idols.
Don’t put your trust in chariots and horses.
Dedicate it to the one who regulates the course.
Remember your Messiah, be a faithful disciple.
Dearly beloved, run away from idols.
Don’t let your knees hit the floor for a mortal.
The spirit leaves a corpse in the ground going rotten.
Don’t let your knees hit the floor for a statue.
Pointless shape with no sort of power.
Even with a mouth, they don’t speak.
Why they don’t walk?
What’s the point of their feet?
Cover them with eyes
and they will not see.
Cover them with hands
and still, they won’t feel.
Don’t participate in gatherings
where they glorify decorated mannequins.
Don’t be celebrating holidays
or playing with traditions.
There is only one God.

Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.

Pump your brakes on surveillance.
No conversation ‘bout pocket-watching neighbours.
Keep your eyes on your own withdrawals.
Keep your eyes off the house next door.
What they gave,
what they got,
what they pay
when they shop
or the taste in their mouth
when they sail on a yacht.
You brought nothing in the world,
it’s the same out.
Your belongings won’t make it past the grave.
Once upon a time,
there was a man in a coffin.
His wage was much,
but his trail was corrupt.
What was it worth to some bones in the dust?
Every garment he left was food for a moth.
His gold…
His silver…
Corroded.
His motives and ways to gain
weren’t forgotten.
The life of a slave to luxury.
Never spared a bite of his plate; gluttony.
A life dedicated to lies and fraud.
Never tried to right his wrongs;
offered no apology.
Never gave his workers
what their labour really cost,
but all of their cries hit the ears of the Lord.
Then the crows came to roost
the day of judgement.
And what could he deposit?
What was the value of his profits?
What’s the moral of the story?

Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.
Only look up to the Lord when you bow down.

Yeah.
All the glory to God.
Could only look up to the Lord.
Yeah.
The heavens declare the glory of the Lord.
The skies proclaim the work of His hands.
So whether you eat or drink…
Whatever you do…
do all to the glory of God.
Blessed be His glorious name
forever and ever and ever.
May the whole Earth be filled with His glory.
Selah.