Well stop, great God, stop there and listen, listen to the story âbout Jezebel. Her sins were so wicked Jehovah got angry, her soul went leapinâ and jumpinâ into Hell. Way back yonder in the olden days, John told Jezebel to borrow her ways, said her evil deeds had ruined the land and repent for the kingdom of God was at hand. She got mad at John âcause he told her âbout the gospel, told her servants to boil him in oil. Well they tell me God looked from the windows of the heavens, spoke one word and the oil wouldnât boil. He raised his hand, creation trembled, stamped his feet and time stood still, raised his voice, looked down and thundered âJohn! Go do my will." You got to go to judgment, stand trial. Then they tell me John moved through the power of the gospel, told Jezebel her time was nigh. On the book of life, her days were ended, her time run out and she had to die. Well they tell me God walked his footsteps thunderinâ, he moved his head and his eyes flashed fire, clapped his hands and death come jumpinâ, Jehovah was angry, somebody had to die. You got to go to judgment, stand trial. Then Death come knockinâ on Jezebelâs door and said âCome on woman ainât you ready to go? Of your evil deeds Godâs done got tired, you got to go to judgment, stand trial." Then Death come leapinâ she jumped into Hell, great God Almighty I heard them tell. Nine days she lay in Jerusalemâs streets, her flesh was too filthy for the dogs to eat. You got to go to judgment, stand trial. âJezebel, mind Godâs talking, says heâs tired of your evil ways. You got to go to judgment, stand trial."
