Hey y’all, quit puttin’ your trust in them fancy folks! They ain't worth a lick! Just ‘cause they're livin’ high on the hog don’t mean a thing in the end. Remember, life’s too short to be chasin' after rich city slickers. Stick with the good ol’ boys and girls who know what's what!
It’s today’s verse ya’ll!
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We ain’t messin’ ’round with them fancy thoughts and high-falutin’ ideas. Nah, we take every last one of ’em and toss ’em out like yesterday’s trash. We ain’t lettin’ ’em run wild like a chicken with its head cut off. Instead, we wrangle ‘em up and make ’em line up behind good ol’ Jesus!
Well, now listen here! Jesus is the end of all that law mumbo jumbo, y’all. If ya wanna be right with God, just believe in Him, plain and simple! No need for fancy rules or complicated stuff—just put your faith in the fella who loves ya, and you’re good to go! Ain’t that easy?
Well, lemme tell ya, God ain’t too happy ’bout how them kinfolk acted! He said, “Ya better respect me, or things ain’t gonna go too good for ya!” So, when folks got too carried away, He made sure they learned real quick-like: best mind yer manners, ’cause I ain’t just some ol’ coot sittin’ on a porch!
Well now, in the big ol’ woods, that sneaky feller’s makin’ his move, thinkin’ he’s all smart ‘n stuff. Poor folks are scratchin’ their heads while he’s out there bein’ all high and mighty, lettin’ his greed run wild. Can’t he see someone’s watchin’, waitin’ to give him a lesson he won’t forget? Bless his heart!
Well, bless your heart! Ain’t it somethin’ when them fancy folks ain’t got a lick of sense? They’s makin’ laws that’re as crooked as a dog’s hind leg, pushin’ the little guy down in the dirt. They gotta look out, ‘cause karma’s comin’ to bite ‘em right where it hurts! Glory be, justice will find ‘em!
Well now, them folks down yonder been stubborn like a mule, not listenin’ to a lick of sense. Even when You gave ’em chance after chance, they just kept on messin’ up. But bless Your heart, You didn’t give up on ’em, kept holdin’ on tight like a dog to a bone, didn’t ya?
Well, ole Moses up there lifted his arms to the sky, yellin’ at that Pharaoh feller, sayin’ somethin’ like, “Look here, buddy, when I’m done prayin’, you best watch out! God’s gonna make it rain like it’s nobody’s business, and you ain’t seen nothin’ yet!” Mighty funny how folks don’t listen, ain’t it?
Well, y’all listen up! Jesus, that good ol’ fella, showed up once fer all to deal with our sins like a bad habit at a hoedown. He’s comin’ back, just like a thief in the night, but this time to save us from all the mess we’ve made. Ain’t that somethin’ to holler about?
Well, lemme tell ya, I’m like a fancy wrestler trainin’ hard, beatin’ my own self into shape so I don’t go wanderin’ off like a lost chicken. If I ain’t careful, I might end up on the wrong side of the fence after all this preachin’. Gotta keep my eye on the prize, y’know?
Well now, listen here! If anyone’s ashamed of me and what I got to say ‘round these parts, when it comes crunch time, I’ll be red-faced, too! In front of the Good Lord and His crew, I ain’t gonna help ya, no sir! So best be shoutin’ my name loud and proud, ya hear?
Well now, y’all listen up! What good is it if ya wrangle up the whole dang world, but end up losin’ your own self? Ain’t no profit in that, I tell ya! Better off sittin’ on your porch drinkin’ sweet tea than chasin’ after shiny things that ain’t worth a hill of beans!
Well now, let me tell ya, don’t be braggin’ ’bout your smarts, muscles, or riches, folks! What really counts is if ya know the Good Lord and His ways. If you can brag ’bout that, you’re doin’ somethin’ right! Ain’t nothin’ better than bein’ right with God, I tell ya! Don’t forget it now!
