The Sabbath

Why do you feed the hungry
Why do you free the poor
Why do you show such mercy on the Sabbath day

Why do you quench the thirsty
Heal the sick and the rest
Why do you preach your gospel on the Sabbath day

You folks are low down
You'd rather see men hurt
You let them lack in everything and gravel in the dirt

You've got your noses hovering in the sky!
And you let old widowed folk just shrivel all up and die

Why do you feed the hungry
Why do you free the poor
Why do you show such mercy on the Sabbath day

Why do you quench the thirsty
Heal the sick and the rest
Why do you preach your gospel on the Sabbath day

You are self-righteous in everything you do
Instead of give God honor, you rather worship you

You even pray in public just to be seen
Beat'in drums and cymbals
Attention is your thing

Why do you feed the hungry
Why do you free the poor
Why do you show such mercy on the Sabbath day

Why do you quench the thirsty
Heal the sick and the rest
Why do you preach your gospel on the Sabbath day

Your tongue is like a viper
This makes you hypocrites
You lie for a living
You even make me sick

You hide behind poor Daniel and prophets of the past
You seem like well used coffins
You might as well be dead

Your eyes are like the blind
They might as well not see
My works of faith God honors
It doesn't matter what day

Why do you feed the hungry
Why do you free the poor
Why do you show such mercy on the Sabbath day

Why do you quench the thirsty
Heal the sick and the rest
Why do you preach your gospel on the Sabbath day

Why do you feed the hungry
Why do you free the poor
Why do you show such mercy on the Sabbath day

Why do you quench the thirsty
Heal the sick and the rest
Why do you preach your gospel on the Sabbath day



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Writer(s): Dee Downing
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