“No Charter in Heaven”

(Verse 1)
I once waved the Charter high,
Thought my faith was justified,
Mixed the Cross with Caesar’s crown,
Claimed my rights, but bowed me down.
I wore the badge of legal grace,
While serving in the system’s place,
But the Word cut deep and showed my soul,
That friendship with the world will cost it all.

(Pre-Chorus)
I thought I could serve both Christ and the State,
But now I see the narrow gate,
No man can walk two roads at once—
The truth has come, the lie undone.

(Chorus)
No Charter in Heaven, no license to live,
No paper rights the Judge will give.
I was a Babylon citizen in a borrowed name,
Trading my soul for legal gain.
But the Lamb has called, and my chains have ceased,
I’m no subject of the State, I belong to the Prince of Peace.

(Verse 2)
I read the lines the prophets wrote,
“Be ye separate” struck my throat,
“Be not conformed” to this world’s mold,
No gold of man can buy your soul.
The beast will mark all those who trade,
In Babylon’s great masquerade,
But the Bride wears white, not legal brands,
Her King has written her in His hands.

(Pre-Chorus)
I thought my rights could guard my faith,
But law of man is shifting clay,
The solid Rock does not divide,
Between the Cross and Caesar’s pride.

(Chorus)
No Charter in Heaven, no license to live,
No paper rights the Judge will give.
I was a Babylon citizen in a borrowed name,
Trading my soul for legal gain.
But the Lamb has called, and my chains have ceased,
I’m no subject of the State, I belong to the Prince of Peace.

(Bridge)
I tore my name from the State’s roll call,
Left the courtrooms, burned it all.
The sword of Truth has cut the tie,
To the father of the legal lie.
Now I walk as one redeemed,
A pilgrim in a foreign scene.
The Kingdom comes, the Bride will rise,
Without the world’s disguise.

(Final Chorus)
No Charter in Heaven, no license to live,
No paper rights the Judge will give.
I was a Babylon citizen in a borrowed name,
Trading my soul for legal gain.
But the Lamb has called, and my chains have ceased,
I’m no subject of the State, I belong to the Prince of Peace.

(Outro)
Friendship with the world was enmity with God,
Now I stand where the saints have trod.
No master but Christ, no oath to the beast,
From the bonds of Babylon, I am released.