Judge

Judge not for the measure you judge will be metered back to you. 

 

Thats what he said!

 

Enough to drive me off my head.

 

Without His eyes it's hard to see 

 

The root of evil in you and me.

 

Born in a wicked time we all play our part 

 

The world being enmity with His heart.

 

Selling our souls for worthless gold 

 

Putting our substance in bags with holes. 

 

Oppression, injustice, rights denied 

 

There are higher officials don't be surprised. 

 

He will take vengeance 

 

He will choose

 

Those that won destined to loose.

 

Put oil in your lantern, trim it right

 

For when judgement comes you will need the light.

 

Then the darkness will be exposed 

 

But love covers a multitude 

 

So I am told.