Jeremiah, how your people cry What's the answer, don't let it change The way we live or die No matter where you run You've got to pay for what you've done Obadiah, open Edom's eyes Heaven's fire will soon be laid Upon your earthbound lives Let there be no doubt You're going to get what you give out I could set you free But you must turn back to Me Tell it over and over and over and over again Tell it over and over and over and over again Zephaniah, sell your prophesy Heavy buyer, tear down the bed Of your idolatry Hearts that burn to gold Will be turned to hearts of stone I could set you free But you must turn back to Me Jeremiah, how great your pain must be To have the answer And yet the people still refuse to see Let there be no doubt There is only one way out I could set you free But you must turn back to Me