If we die in our faith, we win
The Gospel won't be stopped because you put us in a coffin
Blood we may be coughin' but God is still faithful
His Word never comes back void 'cause He is able
He heard Able crying from the ground
And He heard the martyrs when they gathered all around
Clothed them all in white, then promised He would judge them
On the earth for the sake of the ones who followed Him
Not loving their lives unto death
They are truly conquerors who didn't waste their breath
Tryna argue points of doctrine not detrimental in the least
I guess there ain't time when you hunted by the beast
But if we die in our faith, we win
We can't run without dying to the sin within
We can't go the right path until we focus on the way
We may be living now, but our best life ain't today

Runnin' to the cross, then runnin' for the cross
If we stand still, we're the ones who suffer loss
If we press on, and we choose to count the cost
Our hope will be revealed and overshadow what we've lost
Runnin' to the cross, then runnin' for the cross
If we stand still, we're the ones who suffer loss
If we press on, and we choose to count the cost
Our hope will be revealed and overshadow what we've lost

They don't understand who we runnin' to
But I swear they scared, 'cause they tried all the substitutes
They don't want righteousness, they want a valid excuse
Philosophy keeps 'em doing what they do
But fails to be the glue to uphold the construction
So the trends been to redesign the main function
Each time getting further away from the answer
It's your guess what's next when they treat morals like cancer
But I believe in absolute truth
Sounds kinda taboo when this society follows clues
That lead in the wrong direction but straight toward their pursuits
While those who walk the straight & narrow are accompanied by few
But we know where we heading while they hope for an outcome
That's never been accomplished - man, it just can't be done
History repeats on a chord of failure
While history's author sent His Son to be the answer

Runnin' to the cross, then runnin' for the cross
If we stand still, we're the ones who suffer loss
If we press on, and we choose to count the cost
Our hope will be revealed and overshadow what we've lost
Runnin' to the cross, then runnin' for the cross
If we stand still, we're the ones who suffer loss
If we press on, and we choose to count the cost
Our hope will be revealed and overshadow what we've lost

If we die in our faith, we win
But do we really believe that when we die is when we begin?
Got a church that seems to forget what it was made for
Now focusing pursuits in the temporal realm evermore
But I guess that's more tangible
Than the unseen - so why they live like animals?
And I watch greed consume the self-proclaimed righteous
While they rule their church like a cult with an iron-tight fist
There's too many pacifists when it comes to this
But I'ma let God be the judge of all of your accomplishments
Did you forget that there's a limit to His patience?
It's greater than a man's, but the sum of the equation
Is judgment without a variable of repentance
Yet grace trumps the law if man makes his point of reference
A Rock stronger than the one of Gibraltar
Lays his burden at the altar, and falls flat, but never falters