4th century BC
Plato
- Idealism — forms over particulars
- The Republic ethic: “God is not the author of evil”
Lyrics
[Intro]
They've got a name for me by Tuesday morning
They've got a label by the end of the week
They've got a sermon by next Sunday evening
And I have stopped flinching about it
[Verse 1]
Hyper, antinomian, gnostic, neonomian
Soft, easy-believism, no-lordship, no soul
I'm Pelagian on Monday when they don't know the word
I'm modalist by Wednesday when they think they've heard
I'm proud, I'm legalist, I'm divisive, I'm cold
I'm too free, I'm too tight, I'm too young, I'm too old
I'm a gnostic in my framework and a stoic in my pew
I'm whatever fits the sermon that the pulpit needs to brew
[Pre-Chorus]
And I don't even flinch anymore at the names
I don't even flinch anymore at the lists
'Cause I started to notice what they had in common
Every label was a coordinate
On a map I hadn't drawn
[Chorus]
Names they call me
Names they call me
Every accusation lands at the foot of the Cross
Names they call me
Names they call me
Every coordinate marks a place where He already walked
Throw another label
Throw another stone
Every name you call me
Was a name they called Him first
[Verse 2]
He says I believe that Christ is a sinner
He says I made the Savior unclean
He's got his grandson carrying the rumor
Like it's gospel, like it's true, like it's deep
He says I'm an online pastor with no flock
He says I write for the mirror, not the church
He says I'm too smart for my own salvation
He says my framework is a Trojan horse for pride
[Pre-Chorus]
And I don't even flinch anymore at the names
I don't even flinch anymore at the lies
'Cause every label is a finger on a map
Pointing to the place I knew He was
Pointing to the place I knew He had been
[Chorus]
Names they call me
Names they call me
Every accusation lands at the foot of the Cross
Names they call me
Names they call me
Every coordinate marks a place where He already walked
Throw another label
Throw another stone
Every name you call me
Was a name they called Him first
[Verse 3]
And then I read the gospels with my ears open
And the names started lighting up like a runway
They called Him a glutton, they called Him a drunkard
They called Him a friend of sinners, the wrong kind of friend
They called Him a sabbath-breaker, they called Him a blasphemer
They called Him a demoniac, they called Him a fraud
They called Him a Samaritan, they called Him a deceiver
And every single name they ever called Him
Was a name they called me
[Bridge]
Glutton.
Winebibber.
Friend of publicans.
Sabbath-breaker.
Blasphemer.
Samaritan.
Demoniac.
Deceiver.
*Wisdom is justified of her children.*
And every name they nailed Him with
Is a stake in the ground that says
You're standing where He stood.
[Final Chorus]
Names they call me
Names they call me
Every accusation is a marker, not a verdict
Names they call me
Names they call me
I am walking where He walked
And the labels lit the path
Call me what you want
I'm wearing it like a uniform
Every name you call me
Was a name they called Him first
And He carried every one
[Outro]
Hyper
Antinomian
Gnostic
Glutton
Winebibber
Friend of sinners
Names they call me
Names they call me
Names they call me
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