Woe To You

	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 death
	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

	1 Cron 4: 10, Isaiah 64: 6, Micah 6: 8, Matt 6: 21, Matt 7: 2123, Matthew 23, Eph 4: 30, 2
	Tim 4: 34, James 1: 27
	Religious people
	You whitewashed 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 death
	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