They walk and tire everyday
Setting up their imaginations to vain things
A false confidence build up in their hearts
Some in chariots and some in horses
Truth is final, we need help from Jesus
I have listened to music with its lyrics
I perceive it came from a loquacious talker
Who have no fear of God Almighty
All flesh is weak and sick each moment
Who\'s sufficient and full by himself?
Open and read eternal constitution of God
Observe with your heart and learn wisdom
In the beginning God created heaven and earth
This settles everything in my sick heart
We still need help from the Boss
A syringe in one hand and a doubt in heart
In hospitals doctor\'s faint and die before their clients
Where is hope for these wounded ones?
A Great Physician from Nazareth calls
\"Here I stand at your door knocking\"
In their sick hearts they devise devise evils
Calling catastrophe upon themselves
Who claim to be wise only to be fools
The ground is moving away from their feet
Ignorance is a disease, we need help
Earth\'s not playing field but a battle camp
Arrows flies by the day and pestilence awaits by night
Who\'s this among men who does not slumber?
He\'s not far from us ,\" call upon me \" He says
For He knows how He made us.