Pick It Up

Pick It Up is the fourth (4th) song in Andy Mineo's album Formerly Known. Yo, even if it means carrying an anvil up a steep hill During an avalanche, I wanna walk inside His will These habitats and conditions is giving me the chills This is not a thrill, and it doesn't feel like a walk in the park It kinda seems like I'm walking in the dark, lantern in my heart These thorns and these thistles, are picking me apart And cameras keep flashing, they depicting it as art Fool, I'm on my knees right, stains on my jeans Filthy from head to toe, I finally get to see light (C-Lite) Still in the batter's box after three strikes Walking like Rev Run, steppin' in my three stripes Walking this way and that way, I found a narrow path It's like a tightrope He's gonna catch me, if I fall Guess we all need a challenge, To battle through this race in the Cross that we balance In that execution, jury on your chest Pick it up, and if you would look to it Your soul will find some rest, pick it up Ooh Pick It Up, Pick it up Question, how would your face look if Jesus were to scroll through a page of your Facebook Better one, would He be a bit confused If He seen His name written in your religious views Feeling conviction, they tick like "Didn't you know He's love?" Yeah you right but when He come back here to judge Lamb to the Lion, He's ruling the nations Packing a rod of iron, making a fool of Satan Tattoo on His thigh, King of kings, Lord of lords That's the name that's inscribed White horses he'll ride, got flames in His eyes I'm not playin' His fury is crushing enemies like grapes into wine Ain't nobody know the day or the time So I pray that you make up your mind, deny yourself and take up the pine Live the Cross, it ain't a chain or design, 'cause Sin Is Wack Don't wear one on your chest if you don't bear one on your back, fam. In that execution, jury on your chest Pick it up, and if you would look to it Your soul will find some rest, pick it up Ooh Pick It Up, Pick it up He want us sold out, searching our hearts Even believers got sin that they keep in the dark You know that one thing, God ain't pleased with He told you give it up, you wanna keep it You got a million excuses, a billion reasons But at the end of the day you still ain't at peace yet Well let me let you in on a secret We can't go deeper in our relationship till we leave it Decease it, put it to sleep like a Posturepedic 'Cause sin is a fatal disease and only Jesus can treat it And light of the fact that He freed us, By His blood, cleaned us, washed and redeemed us Uh, that's reason to make us rotate from our old ways Desire to please and obey, tell the Lord okay When the road may seem kinda lonely, my life Your way Yeah