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The crowd is fickle, the crowd is weak
They hear you now and listen as you speak
But the crowd is fickle and the crowd is cruel
Today they cry""Messiah"", tomorrow,""Fool"".
Dear Moses, deliverer, had battled on and on
'Til the children of Israel were dancing in the sun
But when hunger and trials came firm within their view
The people cried""Moses, why did we follow you?""
You can't rely upon a crowd to know your worth
You cannot rely on their praise
Because the crowd is fickle, the crowd is weak
They cheer you now and listen as you speak
But the crowd is fickle and the crowd is cruel
Today they cry""Messiah"", tomorrow,""Fool""
Hosanna! Oh praise him! The Son of David's come!
The people extolled him, God's kingdom had begun
But shortly thereafter, the deadly retinue
Were shouting for Caesar to crucify the Jew
You can't rely upon a crowd to know your worth
You cannot rely on their praise
Because the crowd is fickle, the crowd is weak
They cheer you now and listen as you speak
But the crowd is fickle and the crowd is cruel
Today they cry""Messiah"" tomorrow,""Fool""
The children of Israel and the crowd in Jesus' day
Are not so far removed from the modern Christian way
When life proves delightful, many will give God praise
When things turn out frightful, some think of parting ways
There's one thing I must ask myself before I close
This thought I can't shake from my mind
Will we be fickle, will we be weak
When we pass through the fires what will our hearts speak
Will we be fickle or will we be true
To the One who suffered for me and you?