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Oh, yonder the prophet, words are music to our ears,
But down among the sinners, only and sweat and tears

The sermon the simple but the rest are rapt with fear,
Oh no, too late to hold a trial, time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's

In the best plans of history lie the ruins of the past
And a chronicle of suffering shows the mythic they cast

To believe is true religion but to see is at last
Oh no, too late to hold a trial, time doesn't wait for the dial

Time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's