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Slap by Slap tells the unusual story of a man who decides to follow one of the most difficult teachings of Jesus literally. When someone strikes him, he does not fight back. Instead, he calmly turns the other cheek, even as the blows continue and the room fills with tension.

As the moment stretches on, the situation begins to change. The man who keeps striking slowly becomes the one who is uncomfortable and tired. Each slap reveals more about the anger behind it, and the calm response begins to feel stronger than the violence itself.

In Slap by Slap, the real turning point is not physical. It is internal. Patience replaces retaliation, and the aggressor finally lowers his head. The song becomes a reflection on restraint, humility, and the quiet strength of living out a difficult teaching.

He slapped my cheek, (slap)
The hit was sleek, (slap)
I stayed upright
I didn’t speak
I turned the next
Just like the text
Calm and still
As You expect
(slap)

He slapped again, (slap)
Same sound, (slap) same pain, (slap)
A perfect arc
Same strike, same lane, (slap)
The crowd looked stressed
I did my best
Two glowing cheeks
A burning test

I turned one side
I turned it wide
He slapped them both
No place to hide
I kept the rule
I kept the guide
Two burning cheeks
But still applied

He wasn’t done
He found it fun
He slapped my forehead, (big slap)
One clean run
I didn’t fold
I stayed controlled
A strange ballet
Strong, dry, and bold

He walked around
Without a sound
He slapped my neck
A firm rebound
A woman gasped
A man just clasped
His hands in shock
Then walked off fast

I turned one side
I turned it wide
He slapped them both
No place to hide
I kept the rule
I kept the guide
Two burning cheeks
But still applied

He stretched his wrist
His palm was kissed
By pain he earned
From every twist
He shook his hand
Could barely stand
He muttered softly
“This wasn’t planned”

He tried once more
Same move as before
But slapped the air
My head leaned lower
He hit the wind
Lost his grin
Grabbed his wrist
And bowed again

I turned one side
I turned it wide
He slapped them both
No place to hide
I kept the rule
I kept the guide
Two burning cheeks
But still applied

Next morning came
Not quite the same
He walked toward me
And said my name
His head was down
His voice was tame
He whispered softly
“I take the blame”

He bowed his head
Your teaching came