On the rim are the hardened cogs
They have been going on and on
for the devil who’s hard and scarred
and by them he went far, not blocked
Help me stop judging, Lord
Get me to bless and not judge
Help me bless others
See their fruit by the tree with leaves
as it lands by your feet on streets
None evaluate needs and yield
as they plant worthless seeds in fields
Here I am, judging again, Jesus
Lord, have mercy!
Help me bless others
Towering over the mountains
is the army of Jesus
standing behind all the planets
Who is ready to meet them?
Deafening every last enemy
is the trumpet of angels
frightening even the wisest
though they’ve come here to take them
Ones who don’t care that God’s judging
do no business with Jesus
but since some know he’s their Husband
they have interest in leaving
Where’s the love from the church that works?
as the country just burns and burns
When discipled, those servants learn
gears won’t grind but they’ll turn and turn
Who am I? but one cursed, judging
Have mercy, my friend!
Help me bless others
The bee population by men’s decimated
we’ll be in deep trouble unless we start praying
Their famine is coming; we’ve got to start praying
Responsibly praying…
As Haman, that Satan, used King Ahasuerus
then Mordecai (Jesus) and Esther had warned him
and saved all the Jews, so, let this be a warning
and pray to the Lord, NOW!
Get me to bless others more
A little less judgment, Lord
Help me bless others