The Pinch
(Rich Mullins)
Rain don't fall where the clouds don't go.
Sun don't shine in the shade.
Man's gonna reap what he chooses to sow
He's diggin' his own grave.
And he's caught in a pinch. And it's cuttin' him down!
And his choices are movin' in - takin' his life away.
Inch by inch he's losing ground
You better turn back to the Lord
Before you've got nothin' left to save.
Dust will settle where the air don't stir.
It's time you started to think.
Salt and fire won't quench that thirst
Only water from the Living Spring.
And he's caught in a pinch. And it's cuttin' him down!
And his choices are movin' in - takin' his life away.
Inch by inch he's losing ground
You better turn back to the Lord
Before you've got nothin' left to save.
Oh, He made you to keep His earth; and He made you to love.
But, I've been seeing you getting hurt by the hurting you won't give up!
Rain don't fall where the clouds don't go;
Sun don't shine in the shade.
Man's gonna reap what he chooses to sow
You've got a choice you're gonna have to make.
And he's caught in a pinch. And it's cuttin' him down!
And his choices are movin' in - takin' his life away.
Inch by inch he's losing ground
You better turn back to the Lord
Before you've got nothin' left to save.
And he's caught in a pinch. And it's cuttin' him down!
And his choices are movin' in - takin' his life away.
Inch by inch he's losing ground
You better turn back to the Lord
Before you've got nothin' left to save.
Nothin’ left to save! Nothin’ left to save!
Nothin’ left to save! Nothin’ left to save!
Nothin’ left to save! Nothin’ left to save!
You got nothin’ left. You got nothin’ left.
You got nothin’ left. You got nothin’ left..
©richmullinsongs
