“Some think in church to praise my name
Their hands; are all but clean
The lambs they bring, are sick and lame
As though I hadn’t seen
Can God not see a heart of bile?
The evil in man’s head
You shake your brother’s hand and smile
Yet wish that he were dead!
Bare faced you come to tell me lies
Pretending all is good
But even now your brother dies
Upon your hands, his blood
You all are mine, why can’t you see?
I hate it when you fight
Did I not die upon the tree?
That you may see the light
Yet still you rob me night and day
Of time, as well as gold
But you who love me, should obey
And do as you are told
Although you have, you fail to give
You do just as you think
Am I a fool to let you live?
To help you when you sink?
But yet my thoughts are not as yours
And neither are my ways
It’s best you keep my holy laws
So I’ll prolong your days
Not one of you can change a hair
From grey, to brown or black
A simple thing, yet still you dare-
[FONT='Times New Roman','serif']To bite your brothers back...PTO. [/FONT]
Their hands; are all but clean
The lambs they bring, are sick and lame
As though I hadn’t seen
Can God not see a heart of bile?
The evil in man’s head
You shake your brother’s hand and smile
Yet wish that he were dead!
Bare faced you come to tell me lies
Pretending all is good
But even now your brother dies
Upon your hands, his blood
You all are mine, why can’t you see?
I hate it when you fight
Did I not die upon the tree?
That you may see the light
Yet still you rob me night and day
Of time, as well as gold
But you who love me, should obey
And do as you are told
You do just as you think
Am I a fool to let you live?
To help you when you sink?
But yet my thoughts are not as yours
And neither are my ways
It’s best you keep my holy laws
So I’ll prolong your days
Not one of you can change a hair
From grey, to brown or black
A simple thing, yet still you dare-
[FONT='Times New Roman','serif']To bite your brothers back...PTO. [/FONT]