[Lyric] Rich Man (Weston Skaggs)

[Verse 1]
Woe to you, rich man
You worship comfort and
Ignore the struggle of other citizens
Woe to you, rich man
It would be easier for you to pass through a needle's eye
Than for you to enter into paradise

[Chorus]
Be sure your sin will find you out
Be sure your sin will find you out
Be careful where you tread
Or where you make your bed
Be sure your sin will find you out

[Verse 2]
Woe to you, Pharisee
Checkin' off those boxes that you're
Tryin' to hold on me
Woe to you, Pharisee
Widows and orphans you've
Forgotten in your quest for power
[Chorus]
Be sure your sin will find you out
Be sure your sin will find you out
Be careful where you tread
Or where you make your bed
Be sure your sin will find you out

[Verse 3]
Woe to you, church blue and red
Is your religion 'bout what Jesus said?
Or does that fit your party mind?
Woe to you, church blue and red
Have you like sheep been led
To accept a lesser dream
Than what your Savior died to relieve?

[Chorus]
Be sure your sin will find you out
Be sure your sin will find you out
Be careful where you tread
Or where you make your bed
Be sure your sin will find you out

[Outro]
Woe to me, God, I am lost
My fate is certain, my lot's been tossed
I am hungry before the king
Woe to me, I am undone
Who cared for my sin at all?
With all this evil deep inside
How could I enter into paradise?