A country boy wrote a song about it SqB
Happy New year!

Why boast to thyself Oh, evil men
Playing smart
And not being clever?
I said, you're working iniquity
To achieve vanity (if it's-so, let it be-so)
But the goodness of Jah, Jah endures forever

So if you are the big tree
We are the small axe
Ready to cut you down (well sharp)
To cut you down
These are the words Of my master, keep on tellin' 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 (... fall in it)
If you are the big tree, let me tell you that
We are the small axe, sharp and ready
Ready to cut you down (well sharp)
To cut you down (To cut you down) (To cut you down)
These are the words Of my master,
tellin' 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, (... bury in it)