What's sewn now we reap
Close our eyes while they weep
The saints of old were bold,
People didn't want to hear
A simple thing, a simple thing
A truth so clear
Do as our father told,
Be compassionate, be compassionate
Unto the least of thee, you do unto me, you do unto me
To come back home to me, hands that pray cannot be bloody
This love is not cheap, we are what we eat
How to justify, those we terrify
With a heart of stone, we expect mercy!!?
With a heart of stone, we expect mercy.
Do as our father told,
Be compassionate, be compassionate
Unto the least of thee, you do unto me, you do unto me
To come back home to me, hands that pray cannot be bloody
We pray on sunday, that we might have light
To guide the path we tread.
To guide the path we tread.
We're sick of war, and don't want to fight,
And yet we gorge ourselves upon the dead
Do as our father told,
Be compassionate, be compassionate
Unto the least of thee, you do unto me, you do unto me
To come back home to me, hands that pray cannot be bloody
Do as our father told,
Be compassionate, be compassionate
Unto the least of thee, you do unto me, you do unto me
As they surrender unto me, I reward them accordingly
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