preacher speaking)

Now I would like friends if this evening

We should stand there with all other of God's

Creatures on the curbstone and watch this

March of time. Let us take our stand with them

And as we stand there I here one of them whispering

He is a Hebrew sage, he says 'vanity of vanities the

whole thing is a vain parade. It has no meaning'

(end preacher speaking)



The hand of God lays high above me

I'll be so good if you really love me

Let me feel your mighty crunch

As you rub me out like water, fire, coal, etc.



Let it be known today, if you got two hands

You're supposed to pray

Fingers of fire, coal, and lead

Fondly love me 'til I'm dead



The hand of God is thick and callous

Bruised and torn from stones and sticks

The hand of God has got a ring about the size of Texas

Made of sweet, smelly stuff

My fingers never smell



Let me try on your hand and see if it fits

Don't worry I won't touch anything unholy with it

Let it be known today, if you got two hands

You're supposed to pray