1 Cron 4:10, Isaiah 64:6, Micah 6:8, Matt 6:21, Matt 7:21-23, Matthew 23, Eph 4:30, 2 Tim 4:3-4, James 1:27 Religious people You white-washed tombs Beautiful on the outside But you're full of bones You look very religious You follow all your little rules But you don't follow Jesus You just talk like you should Woe to you, woe to you All your pretty words sound Like filthy rags Woe, woe to you Prosperity and progress You say bless me indeed You fill up your bank accounts While children die in their need One day you'll retire You'll have a house on the sea But my friend where your treasure is That's where your heart's gonna be Woe to you, woe to you You call him Lord but
He's just your genie Woe, woe to you Where is the justice? Who's preaching the truth Your sermons are entertaining And your churches are cool You're grieving His Spirit And You're winning the lost To a worthless religion Cause you don't talk about the cross Woe to you, woe to you Your gospel is tickling our ears to d**h Woe, woe to you Where is the justice and mercy And walking humbly with Your God Who's caring for orphans and widows And living holy in this world For this is what He requires Woe to you, woe to you For many will come to Him on that day And say Lord, Lord, but He'll say Woe, woe to you Woe to you, woe to you Repent before it's too late