Stealing in the Name of Jah

Stealing, stealing, stealing Stealing, stealing Stealing in the name of the Lord. My father's house of worship Has become a den of thieves Stealing in the name of the Lord They fed our mothers with sour grapes And set our teeth on edge Stealing in the name of the Lord Strike the hammer of justice And set my people free Strike the hammer of justice Or let my people be They tells us of a heaven Where milk and honey flows Stealing in the name of the Lord They say this place called heaven No rich man cannot go Stealing in the name of the Lord Yet the reverend drives out fancy car Buys everything tax-free The people have to sacrifice To give in charity My father's house of worship Has become a den of thieves Stealing in the name of the Lord Stealing, stealing, stealing Stealing, stealing Stealing in the name of the Lord Stealing, stealing, stealing Stealing, oh stealing. Stealing in the name of the Lord Oh stealing, stealing Stealing in the name of the Lord