Around their necks is tied a millstone
With sin the little ones were overthrown
Their sincere minds were led
astray
Distracted by pure devotion to Christ way
A spirit is now at work in the disobedient
Neglected are the words of
encouragement
Memories of forgiveness fade into oblivion
Casting themselves down into corruption
Continual indulgence in the
spirit of impurity
Blinding their eyes from the truth of reality
The Lord is aware of their futile thoughts
Occupying the bones
envy slowly rots
For season their conspiracy goes unseen but with
Immoral actions it's revealed unclean
Shamefully fall short
of the expectations
Disgrace sets in with deep conviction
Whosoever covereth the errors of this path
Covers over multitude
sin and death wrath
To public discrace Christ is constrained
Not by the ones who have faithfully remained
But for the lost
brought back he will rejoice
Answering the cry of the still small voice