Some equate singing with faith. Now singing can be an expression of our faith - but it is not, in itself,  faith - unless the song is a "spiritual hymn" birthed within us by the Holy Spirit in the moment. 

We can sing songs about faith and have no faith whatsoever.  In churches full of religion,  not faith, the people prove their faith by singing for all to hear - This outward show is meant to prove their inward reality: a heart deeply in love with Jesus - but it is done by following a man (or woman), not the Holy Spirit  - who would give them a personal song to sing - personal testimony - not "my church" or "my pastor", which is what denominational Christians most often testify of.

No, singing lines from someone else's song takes no faith at all - though the songs say they do. 

We must sing from the depths of our heart - believing what we sing. Some songs have unbelief embedded in them or no concept of present Truth. They sing songs of victory without having won the victory.  They sing about how mighty our God is without ever experiencing His might, never seeing HIM perform a single miracle. 

In denominations,  their faith is demonstrated by continuing to believe in an impotent,  powerless God who never shows up. I submit  to you: this is more about unbelief than faith.

 And The Lord says

"Surely I have seen the affliction of My people who are in Babylon and I have heard their cries in the midst of their bondage for I know their sorrows

And I am come

to deliver My daughters and sons

And I will free

all who cry out to Me

All with ears to hear

and eyes to see

Who know

deep in their souls

they should not accept the Status Quo

For their "Christianity"

is a religion that has nothing to do with Me

For when i was here

I was your role-model 

and where did I place My feet?

Out on the streets

and the highways and byways

Now go, My obedient ones, and do things My way -

Arise and be doing!

Eschewing the traditions of men

Be led by My Spirit alone 

for it is then and only then 

that you will see

the mighty victory 

worthy   of My Queen

  Love elevates us

  turns our very molecules 

  into gold dust  -

  Gives us value,

  worth and meaning,

  a purpose and a reason for being.

  Love shows us why love loves us,

  why we exist

  Love reveals Himself 

  so we may see

  who we're meant to please

  who we're sent to be

  For Love created you and me

  Love cannot fail -

   to believe for you

   to care for you

   to bring you to His bosom

  where He'll hold you tight

  with all His might

  He won't let go

  till your heart knows

  beyond all fear and doubt

  you are loved both inside and out.

 The haughty and the mockers,

 the loveless, cruel talkers,

" He saved others but he cannot save himself ",

"Surely he is now on his way to hell",

 "If he is our king, let him come down from the Cross

 and perhaps we'll believe"

"He trusted in God, let Him deliver him now

 if he will have him anyhow"

"He said he was God's son,

 but we know better than anyone"

And what about you?

Believer  in Love and Truth?

 What will you do

 when they crucify and mock you, too?

 Whe ny they falsely accuse

 you of lieing,

 when you say YOU are born of God?

 Sent by Him? To a world that mocks?

Will you cry out -

                   Eli, Eli, lama sa bach thani?

Will you despair? 

 In the hour of your death,

 will hope and faith leave your breast?

How will you respond when you're put to the test?

 

  but at the last

  his faith was intact

 for he said, oh hear it -

 "Into Thy hands, Father, I commend my spirit "

He trusted to the end,

 for his body was given,

 broken and bleeding 

 for all who are needing

Salvation and health

 and a door out of Hell

He tasted death on our behalf 

 but his death did not last

For death could not retain 

 The Lord of Life, risen again

(He spent three days

 for he conquered death, hell and the grave -

  He set about freeing

  every part of man's being -

 spirit, soul and body,

 now eternally set at liberty)

 and so it is with you,

 remember this as you're suffering  -

 Oh death, where is thy sting?

 Jesus took it away from me,

 like the bee, death you'll die,

 You can't prevent my rise!

 You can't stop me from meeting him in the sky!

I too give my body,

 I too give my life,

 on behalf of all who belong to Christ 

For every tear, every wound you see

     is holy

and acceptable to

   the God who was wounded for me...

 I want to be a beacon

 A Lighthouse in the dark

 guiding people to safety, 

 a candle-lighting spark.

I want to be a city on a hill

 that all who see me may know

 what is God's perfect will

I don't want to be hid

 though they'll seek to crucify me

I want to die to live

 like my Lord at Calvary

 sacrificing all I am

 for all I can be

 as I follow the Lamb

 who dearly loves me