The Medic With God

The Medic Stood and Faced God
Which Must Always Come To Pass
He Hoped His Uniform Was Clean
He'd Gotten Dressed Kinda Fast

"Step Forward Now, Paramedic
How Shall I Deal With You?
Have You Always Turned The Other Cheek?
To My Church Have You Been True?

The Medic Squared His Shoulder And Said,
"No Lord, I Guess I Ain't
Cause Those Of Us Who Wade In Blood
Can't Always Be A Saint

I've Had To Work Most Sundays
And At times My Talk was Tough
And Sometimes I've Been Violent
Cause The World Is Awful Rough

But I Never Took A Penny
That Wasn't mine To Keep
Though I Worked Alot of Overtime
When The Bills Got Too Steep

And I Never Passed A Cry For Help
Though At Times I Shook With Fear
And Sometimes, God Forgive Me
I Wept Unmanly Tears

I Know I Don't Deserve a Place
Amonth The People Here
They never Wanted me Around
Except to calm their fears

If you have a place for me, Lord
It Needn't Be So Grand
I Never expected or Had too Much
And If you don't, I Understand

There was silence all around the throne,
Where saints had often trod
As The medic waited quietly
For the judement of his God

"Step forward now, paramedix
You've borne your burdens well
Walk peacfully on heavens streets
You've done your time in hell