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Enoch - Stranger lyrics

Artist: Enoch

album: Killing Starts Where Hate Begins


STRANGER
When I was naked and cold;
You clothed Me, you gave Me a drink
When I was hungry and poor;
You gave Me something to eat.
Store up for years though you might die tonight;
Do what you want with your money, you stranger.
The borrower is slave to the lender;
Do what you want with your money, you stranger.
When I was hungry you walked right past Me;
You treat Me like dirt
When time comes, I won't know you;
But you'll know your money won't save you.
Store up for years though you might die tonight;
Do what you want with your money, you stranger.
The borrower is slave to the lender;
Do what you want with your money, you stranger.
Rich here, but roomless in My home.
Rich here, but centless in My realm.

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