Nightlights-Jimmy Needham

[00:01.33]Be Thou exalted over my reputation [00:06.36]‘Cause applause is a poor form of soul medication [00:11.36]And I’ve tried it for years but my symptoms remain [00:17.43]Still fretting the day that they’ll misplace my name [00:20.31]Still selling my soul for American fame [00:23.60]Treating the promotion of Jesus like a well oiled machine [00:26.70]Advancing His kingdom just to snag some acclaim [00:34.68]Now, I’m both comforted and haunted that it isn’t just me though [00:41.88]I see a nation of people needing to feed their own egos [00:45.41]Parading status like steeples [00:48.18]Do we not know it’s evil to love ourselves more than both God [00:52.71]and His people? [00:54.33] [00:57.46]But see, here’s where you turn this poem on it’s head [01:05.18]‘Cause the greatest among us came as servant instead [01:11.12]And You humbled Yourself to the point of Your death [01:17.11]Apparently love for the Father’s glory runs red [01:24.25]So friends, will we point to the Son till our own flames grow dim? [01:29.74]Will our bright lights become merely nightlights near Him? [01:35.55]Words echo once, let them echo again [01:41.89]Be Thou exalted over my reputation [01:46.32]