[Verse 1] Last night I had a crazy dream; what caused it I don’t know. It might have been the sauerkraut or my last cup of “Joe.” I tossed and turned; I tried to sleep; I gave my wife a nudge. I dreamed of heaven’s fashion show, and I became a judge. [bridge at fast pace] Here comes the judge. Here comes the judge. Order in the courtroom, here comes the judge. [Verse 2] The runway wasn’t paved with gold, and there was no applause. The models weren’t what you’d expect; in fact, they made me pause. None were wearing fancy clothes from Gucci, Coach, or Crew. It seemed the finest dressed of them was dressed much worse than you. They weren’t wearing high couture, nor styles from J. Jilll. No doubt all their shopping trips ended at Goodwill. In dungarees, in funny hats, in shoes worn thin from use— was this a freakish fashion show or just runway abuse? Abuse of all the rules I’d known of proper ways to dress, this couldn’t be a fashion show; this was a fashion mess! [Verse 3] No one had an Apple watch. No one had the latest swatch. That was actually sublime In heaven, I guess there’s no time. [Bridge] Uh OH…Here comes the judge, here comes the judge. order on the runway, here comes the judge. [Verse 4] Just then, the Chief Judge took his place and told me to depart. [new singer had deep resonant voice] “You judge a person’s outer self; I look upon the heart. My temple is a holy place, and it deserves respect. But judging folks for how they look is not what I expect. I love the flashy fashion plate whose clothes mask inner fears. I love the man in cutoff jeans who’s served the poor for years. I even love the pastor whom some people criticize. Her humble clothes conceal a heart that’s precious in my eyes.” [Verse 5] [original singer] I woke to find it was a dream, and boy, was I relieved. I thanked the Lord and took to heart the warning I’d received. I pray the Chief Judge, Jesus Christ, will help me do my part, to share his love by looking for the good that’s in the heart. I pray the Chief Judge, Jesus Christ, will help me do my part, to share his love by looking for the good that’s in the heart. [outgo]] short instrumental