Our tongue is a member

So soft and so slick

Of the busybody gang

And the backstabber’s clique

First it says “Have you heard?

Then it adds “Listen close

To my sweet secret word”

Then it starts to boast

But God sees right through

Every lie we have told

With our nose in the air

When our hearts have grown cold

Because He created

Us for better things

If we’ll just speak the truth

He’ll give us truth we can sing!

The Wagging Tongue by Peter Caligiuri © 2020 All rights reserved

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