Wait for the Judge

In the quiet of the street lies a man praying next to me
Waiting for his judgment day to come
The messiah lets him into the altar of offering
And saves him from a world of worn-out sin

Never having the patience for a G-d
The man will wait
For the judge

For the judge he has an iron hand waving down his gavel and
Reaching in to shed some truthful light
"Order, order," and we all arise
Where stained glass meets the sunlight
The foreman reads a verdict we couldn't bear

"We're losing our patience for the law
We will not wait
For the judge"

Sister Rosa judges me not well
Her sunken eyes won't ring the mission bell
Narrow aisle to sing through the gates of hell
She said, "Your music will have to wait"
For the judge
For the judge
For the judge
For the judge

Rectify our temples with the burning of the sage
This ain't no trial, this is the coming of the age
The congregation is filled with rage
While the choir sings "Amazing Grace," waiting
For the judge
For the judge
For the judge
For the judge