Many things in this old world
Are so corrupt today With prisons overflowing And children gone astray.
The word of God is quite taboo It brings our country shame To seek Him in a public place One dare not speak His name.
He won't be found in classrooms It would be found, a sin To let our small ones gather round And offer praise to Him.
They've taken God from every book And from our government The laws that made our country strong Are crooked, vile and bent.
I only pray, it's not too late To turn it all around Etch the Bible in the hearts Of everyone in town.
For if we wait and tarry on And go about our way God will finally shout enough The trumpet then will play.
We will not find sweet mercy When we look to Him for grace We will not see contentment When we gaze upon His face.
We'll know His wrath and fury With our backs against the wall He'll say, I never knew you. The curtain then will fall.
Marilyn Ferguson© 2004