The Crowd Got Quiet

Yeah. 80,000 in the stands. Everybody screaming my name. But it wasn't enough. Watch what happens when He steps in.

Look, they told me keep it secular, don't mention the Lord Said I’d lose the endorsements, said I’d lose the awards Said "Keep it in the church, man, the world want a show" But what's a sold-out arena if my spirit is cold? I had the platinum on the wall, but I was empty inside I had a million people watching, but I wanted to hide I felt the pressure of the flesh, the anxiety peaking Until I closed both my eyes and heard the Comforter speaking Right on the stage. Right in the middle of the set. I put the microphone down, took a breath, and I wept.

The flashing lights faded out... The heavy bass disappeared... They were waiting for the drop... But something holy was near. I dropped right down to my knees. I let my ego expire. ...And the crowd got quiet.