Who am I to judge another
I doesn't define them it defines me
Why cast that darkness on sister or brother
God gave us these eyes to truly see
Like a preacher who doesn't preach
Just as a news reporter who'll not report the news
A teacher who will not teach
Why bicker back and forth about our views
Yet in this world it's commonplace
To accept that which is not real
Unbeknownst to some God's grace
We're to busy expressing how we feel
So it is with the Christian who claims salvation
Whose actions are still similar to a life now dead
Who's constantly venting their frustration
It's impossible to recognize Christ as their head
How is it we can't see these angels of light
Shining so brightly right in our midst
If you weren't careful you'd think they're right
But their leading so many right to the abyss
Written by Ronnie Enoch
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