There’s a certain courage in restraint — in refusing to shout when everyone else is screaming. That’s what Eddy Mann achieves with “It’s Time, Lord,” his new single released October 6, 2025. In an age of bombast and empty anthems, Mann’s simple, ukulele-led plea for peace feels almost radical. No fireworks. No grandstanding. Just faith, humility, and a few perfectly chosen words.
Mann isn’t a newcomer to conviction. The Philadelphia singer-songwriter has built a long career out of bridging scripture and street-level humanity — songs that sound like prayers whispered through cracked lips after a long night. But “It’s Time, Lord” feels like something deeper, more immediate. It’s less a performance and more a call for divine intervention in a world that’s forgotten how to listen. Inspired by Psalm 7, it’s a song born from the ache of watching too much senseless suffering and knowing that no human solution has worked yet.
“It’s time, Lord, it’s time / It’s time to an end to the violence,” Mann sings, his voice steady but weighted with weariness. It’s a line that should sound familiar to anyone paying attention — because how many times have we prayed that very thing in the past decade? The lyric repeats like a mantra, a rallying cry turned inward. Mann doesn’t demand that God fix it all; he’s asking that we remember what faith really means in the middle of the noise.
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Musically, “It’s Time, Lord” feels like a quiet rebellion. The ukulele, that most unassuming of instruments, becomes a symbol of hope and disarmament — a small sound standing up to the chaos. You hear every breath, every brush of string, every ounce of intent. That vulnerability gives the song its backbone. It’s the kind of minimalism that draws from the same well as early Dylan, Bruce Cockburn, and even Springsteen’s Nebraska — artists who understood that truth doesn’t need volume, just honesty.
In a genre where too many Christian songs promise easy redemption, Mann’s writing refuses the shortcut. His prayer is honest enough to admit exhaustion. The world is bleeding, and this song doesn’t pretend otherwise. But beneath that realism, there’s faith — not the polished kind that fits neatly on a bumper sticker, but the kind that fights to believe even when it hurts.
“It’s Time, Lord” isn’t just a song. It’s a mirror held up to the faithful and faithless alike — asking the question we’ve avoided for too long: if it’s really time for change, what are we waiting for?
–David Marshall