Biblical

The foolish man

(Matthew 7:24-27)

The clay that I found would never yield for me,

and the stone on the mount was too hard to set free.

So I took what was left and I went to the sand.

And I built what I could and I got it to stand.

The Lord came to test his prodigal son.

When the river ran over my house came undone.

Over the edge, the wild river raged

down to the Beast locked inside his cage.

“Pride, pride! You took the best of me.

Now, grief, it kills what’s left of me.”

In the desert, the angels praise and sing

In the desert, the angels praise and sing,

“Luke-warm water never pleased the King.”

I was neither hot nor cold so He spat me out.

I was sitting on the fence when He sent the drought.

The rivers dried, and the livestock returned to the earth.

I was not left to die, but Oh! how I thirst!

Sing the angels,

“The devil makes liars out of honest men.

Man blames the devil for the trouble their in.

God cares not who’s to blame,

and the devil laughs at the sinners pain.”

In the desert, the angels praise and sing,

“Forget yourselves and praise the King.”

I fell from my thirst so He picked me up.

He set me on my feet, He gave me a golden cup.

He dug past the sands, deep into the earth.

Up rose the water, with the cup I quenched my thirst.

“Forget yourselves and serve the King,”

In the desert, I praise and sing.