Wait for the Judge

In the quiet of the street lies a man praying next to me Waiting for his judgment day to come The messiah lets him into the altar of offering And saves him from a world of worn-out sin Never having the patience for a G-d The man will wait For the judge For the judge he has an iron hand waving down his gavel and Reaching in to shed some truthful light "Order, order," and we all arise Where stained glass meets the sunlight The foreman reads a verdict we couldn't bear "We're losing our patience for the law We will not wait For the judge" Sister Rosa judges me not well Her sunken eyes won't ring the mission bell Narrow aisle to sing through the gates of hell She said, "Your music will have to wait" For the judge For the judge For the judge For the judge Rectify our temples with the burning of the sage This ain't no trial, this is the coming of the age The congregation is filled with rage While the choir sings "Amazing Grace," waiting For the judge For the judge For the judge For the judge