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And they’d be standing before Him,
And He’d say, “You know that you knew.
Why haven’t you worked for your brothers
The same as I worked for you?
“For since you’re all of you brothers
It’s clear as God’s blessed sun
That each must work for the others,
Not thousands work for one.
And the ones that have lived bone-idle
If they want Me to hear them pray,
Let them go and work for their livings
The only honest way!
“I’ve got nothing new to tell you,
You know what I always said—
But you’ve built their bones into churches
And stolen their wine and bread;
You with My Name on your foreheads,
Liar, and traitor, and knave,
You have lived by the death of your brothers,
These whom I died to save!”
I wish He would come and say it;
Perhaps they’d believe it then,
And work like men for their livings
And let us work like men.
Brothers? They don’t believe it,
The lie on their lips is red.
They’ll never believe till He comes again,
Or till we rise from the dead!
And He’d say, “You know that you knew.
Why haven’t you worked for your brothers
The same as I worked for you?
“For since you’re all of you brothers
It’s clear as God’s blessed sun
That each must work for the others,
Not thousands work for one.
And the ones that have lived bone-idle
If they want Me to hear them pray,
Let them go and work for their livings
The only honest way!
“I’ve got nothing new to tell you,
You know what I always said—
But you’ve built their bones into churches
And stolen their wine and bread;
You with My Name on your foreheads,
Liar, and traitor, and knave,
You have lived by the death of your brothers,
These whom I died to save!”
I wish He would come and say it;
Perhaps they’d believe it then,
And work like men for their livings
And let us work like men.
Brothers? They don’t believe it,
The lie on their lips is red.
They’ll never believe till He comes again,
Or till we rise from the dead!
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