On Resurrection Day your body testifies against you.
Your hand says, I stole money.
Your lips, I said meanness.
Your feet, I went where I shouldn't.
Your genitals, me too.
They will make your praying sound hypocritical.
Let the body's doings speak openly now,
without your saying a word
as a student's walking behind a teacher
says, This one knows more clearly
than I the way.
