Joy Oladokun - The Road (feat. Hosanna Poetry) Тексты

I don't wanna leave, I don't wanna pack up
I don't wanna leave this place I know
I really like who I am
And I am really comfortable

I don't wanna leave, I don't wanna pack up
I don't wanna leave this place I know
I really like who I am
And I am really comfortable


I remember when I down-sized everything I owned
And fit my belongings into a suitcase
Did I wanna leave the place I was doing so well at?
I wanted to go back and live the life I had planned on
It wasn't too long before people would tell me that I was crazy, out of my mind
The opportunities I was leaving behind to do something so unknown
Even though I felt in my heart a strong, obvious calling
But then I would start to doubt me
Doubt if I was doing the right thing
When so many people were against me
They were right
I was not 100% sure what I was doing
But with all of me, I could vividly hear God saying


Come, come, come
Pick up your cross, follow Me
There is joy at the end of this
Come, come, come
Pick up your cross, follow Me
There is joy at the end of this

And I don't wanna leave, I don't wanna pack up
I don't wanna leave this place I know
I really like who I am
And I am really comfortable

I don't wanna leave, I don't wanna pack up
I don't wanna leave this place I know
I really like who I am
And I am really comfortable


I remember going alone, starting on the road
I didn't realize I was paving
No one had been there before me, and it was exhausting
Not sure if I even remember where I went
What would lie ahead, and crying every night that the money would come in
I was tested, left by friends and men I thought I would end up with
I was mocked, their talk hurt me so bad I felt drowned in rejection
No one was there to support me for my few successes
And my many failures seemed to be put on
But at last I remembered that God had called me
Taken me from a life of sin and restored me
And He said He would use me, said He'd go before me
And though some days I felt like the weight of the world was unbearably heavy
I remembered clearly that He said


Come, come, come
Pick up your cross, follow Me
There is joy at the end of this
Come, come, come
Pick up your cross, follow Me
There is joy at the end of this

And I don't wanna leave, I don't wanna pack up
I don't wanna leave this place I know
I really like who I am
And I am really comfortable

I don't wanna leave, I don't wanna pack up
I don't wanna leave this place I know
I really like who I am
And I am really comfortable


And then I remembered Jesus so vividly
As I read His story, it was like He was speaking
I remember going alone, paving the road for salvation
It was crazy, the people I came to save and once loved Me
One da they turned on Me, they no longer believed Me
Thought it'd be easier to deny Me
But I picked up My cross and let them laugh on
I was on Earth for a purpose, and that was what I was focused on
Saving people with furious love from the pits of an unloving hell
Was more important than the crowd insisting to yell
I let them shout, I was going about My Father's business
I thought of the world being st free from sin and I knew it was worth it
Worth the rejection, worth the hatred injections into My side
And no, it wasn't easy, and yes, it killed Me
But even when I cried to God to take this burden from Me
I remembered, unquestionably, when He said


Come, come, come
Pick up your cross, follow Me
There is joy at the end of this
Come, come, come
Pick up your cross, follow Me
There is joy at the end of this


So Jesus, I look to You carrying Your cross
Your symbol of dying to Yourself
Your grave, Your sign of surrender
And because of You, I know I can carry it and carry on too
Failing in front of the world, is it that scary?
I remembered how little people used to think of You
And salvation is something worth it to me too
May the world see this cross, this white flag that I raise
That my will, my plans, my flesh has lost
And I choose this road, the narrow road that follows You
I want to die with You, rise with You, I wanna be like You
What You have called me to is worth fighting for
Is worth failing for
Nothing is more important than knowing and obeying You
I know this gospel truth deep in my bones
I have to stand for You even if I walk alone
I remember God said, too
I remember You endured far worse
And because of what You have done, I will pick up my cross and


Come, come, come
Pick up your cross, follow Me
There is joy at the end of this
Come, come, come
Pick up your cross, follow Me
There is joy at the end of this


Come, come, come
Pick up your cross, follow Me
There is joy at the end of this
Come, come, come
Pick up your cross, follow Me
There is joy at the end of this

What if I leave? What if I pack up?
What if I leave this place I know?
What if I give up who I was
And I am never comfortable?