Finger points, direction unknown
Judgments fly, killing stones thrown
Words like venom, spill from ignorance,
born in fear, but spoken in confidence
Words received, defense builds quick
Anger speaks, ignites the wick
Fuse burns fast, tempers explode
Walls are built, and hearts grow stone cold
You, accuser,
you, you judge?
Look within yourself, what do you find?
condemnation belongs to God
Judge not your brother, lest you be judged
God holds the gavel, and only He knows us
As you judge others, so you'll be judged
God holds the gavel, and only He knows us
I won't judge you, that's not what I'm out to do
Don't you judge me, we've got to evaluate our own lives, see?
we've got to search ourselves, be honest about what we find,
come face to face with what we've kindled inside
Ask yourself the question, "Are you ready to go bro?"
Don't look at me, you oughta know!
'Cause when you stand before the throne,
it's just you, and you're all alone
there ain't nothin' to point your finger at,
where your at, is where your at, and that's that
No you can't shift the blame again,
God knows where you're at and where you've been
He sent His Son to make us clean through,
but first, you gotta learn to deal with you