Lyrics
Come gather near and hear the tale
Of a city rich and strong
A people blessed with truth and light
Who somehow wandered wrong
They had wise men
They had prophets
They had guidance from above
But they traded all their treasures
For the praise they came to love
Look what you chose
Look what you’ve made
You planted pride
Now stand in its shade
You wanted crowns
You wanted praise
You wanted everybody watching your ways
Look what you chose
Look where it leads
A harvest always grows
From the seeds
The wise stepped back
The fools stepped forward
Every voice cried, “Look at me!”
Children ruled the marketplace
And called it liberty
The humble were forgotten
The needy pushed aside
And every man became a king
Inside his little pride
Look what you chose
Look what you’ve made
You planted pride
Now stand in its shade
You wanted glory
You wanted fame
Now no one even remembers your name
Look what you chose
Look where it leads
A harvest always grows
From the seeds
Do you not see it?
The cracks in the walls?
The empty thrones?
The frightened hearts?
You call it strength.
I call it ruin.
You call it freedom.
I call it chains.
The mirrors all grew larger
The hearts all grew small
Everyone was climbing higher
Till they stumbled in the fall
Yet hear me now, O righteous ones
Do not be overcome
For it shall still be well with you
The Holy One will come
Look what you chose
Look what you’ve made
The proud will fade
Like shadows that fade
But truth remains
And mercy stays
And light still shines through darkest days
Look what God offers
Look and see
The road back home
Is still free
The road back home
Is still free