Beware Of The Scribes lyrics

Beware of the scribes Parading in robes The heavier the sentence They'll follow in droves You claim you are here The time is at hand The earth shakes my bones I don't understand The window puts in More than the rest You gave from your surplus She gave it her best You chorus the rich She gives from the poor You laugh with the witch She cries with the whore Two copper coins She give it her best Pray that you may not be Put to the test Blest are you The hungry, the poor The reign of God is yours You cannot ask for more