Hireling, hireling debonair, you promised pastures green
Hireling, hireling everywhere, no blade of grass is seen!
Hireling, hireling debonair you fleece the flock and beam!
But hark! The Shepherd’s near, the Shepherd’s back! the Master’s voice we heed
Hireling, hireling running mad - were wolves disguised as sheep!

Hireling, hireling hiding scared had you not a clue?
For by the measure you have used its measured back to you
And when the Book of Life is opened and find your name eschewed
Your judgment now long-spoken - “You, I never knew.”

Pastors preachers prophets friends promised pastures green
Flaunting visions, saving men, counting coffers clean
Hireling, hireling debonair what's come now of your schemes?
Hireling, hireling everywhere sure fired up in screams! ~ L.J



Tuesday 21/ Wed 29 Feb 2012