THE LUKEWARM LAODICEAN CHURCH

To the lukewarm Laodicean Church

Your tepid hearts you'd better search

You say you're rich and you're wealthy

While sin has crept in very stealthy

The riches in your hands are but fool's gold

While your hearts wax neither hot nor cold

Out of my mouth I will spew

Every last one of you

You are poor, you are nude

You are blind, some are lewd

Fallen down on your face

You are in utter shame and disgrace

Your Emperor Satan's 'new clothes'

Does your nakedness now expose

And if you think abortion is morally right

Then you are blind and have no sight

Buy eye salve for your blind eyes

And exchange truth for your lies

I stand outside your heart's door and knock

Waiting for your heart to open to me and unlock

The one way, only the key

Called truth will set you free

You're past due for a confession

Of each and every sin and transgression

May you see your sins in my one true light

And wear the Bride's clothes clean and white

Repent now and come to me before it's too late

Before I've closed heaven's door and shut the gate