Sticks and Stones

Sticks and stones may break my bones Blacken my eyes or bloody my nose Beat me to a pulp from here to eternity Shred my skin, Crack my bones Leave my loved ones all alone But words are the weapons That bring me to my knees Like a venomous snake It's fangs sink deep Shoots the poison in, makes it fester and seep How much damage done? It's hard to tell It may bring my heart to fail, Paralyze and make me frail Words have the power to corrode me inside The words I say have a part to play They can be as sharp or dull as the day Cut you like a knife, and leave you there to die But like a surgeons scalpel blade, Words can cut the filth away Healing begins with words of different kind With the wisdom that comes from above Pure and gentle, bringing peace When I'm not always hav-ing my own way Love and mercy will increase Words betray and bring dismay To those who surround us day after day Foot In our mouth and there it seems to stay But we have to learn to slay The words we wish would go away Speak through Jesus caring loving way But we become Satan's tool And when we blast we become the fool Our lips speak perverse lies Ax others down to size But when God's Spirit rules Our words become rare Jewels To enrich and bring blessings from above