Words and Music by John Michael Talbot on Firewind

Copyright 1979

Sometimes in the cool of the evening

The truth comes like a lover through the wind

Sometimes though my thoughts have gone misleading

She'll ask that same old question once again

(Chorus)

My old friends

But would you crucify him?

I'm talking 'bout the sweet Lord Jesus

If he'd stand right here among you once again

She's asking how many times

Will you look down to the harlot

Looking through her tears pretending you don't know

But you were once just like her

How can you be now so self-righteous

When in the name of the Lord you throw the first stone

(Chorus)

So now I turn to you

Through your years of your robes and your stained-glass windows

And do you vainly echo your prayers say your pleasing the Lord

Profess the marriage with your tongue

But your mind dreams like the harlot

And if the judge looks to your thoughts can't you guess your reward

Yet how many times have you quoted from your Bible

To justify your eye for your eye and your tooth for your tooth

You say that he didn't mean

What he was plainly saying

And like the Pharisee, my friend you're an educated fool