Lord, I've been diligent in obeying Your laws
And I've waited in silence, waited for Your applause
But to those who are living lives filled with disgrace
You are kind and forgiving, Shouldn't You turn them away
In my right hand I hold a stone
Scattered around are the rocks that I've thrown
But You said, if there is no sin, then let the throwing begin
But remember the mercy I've shown
Lay down your grudge, oh, and let me be the judge
Take my hand and let go your grip on the stone
So, I let go the stone and watched it fall to the sand
Then my anger was gone when You took hold my hand
In my right hand I held a stone
Scattered around were the rocks that I've thrown
