Why boasteth thyself, oh, evil men
Playing smart and not being clever?
I said, you're working iniquity to achieve vanity
But the goodness of the Lord God endureth forever

Chorus:
So if you are the big tree
We are the small ax
Ready to cut you down
To cut you down

These are the words of my master
Keep on telling me no weak heart shall prosper
And whosoever diggeth a pit
Shall fall in it, fall in it
And whosoever diggeth a pit shall fall in it

Repeat Chorus

These are the words of my master
Telling me that no weak heart shall prosper
And whosoever diggeth a pit
Shall fall in it, bury in it
And whosoever diggeth a pit shall bury in it

Repeat Chorus
If you are the big tree
Let me tell you that
We are the small ax, sharp and ready
Ready to cut you down, to cut you down