There is fear pretending to be love
There are spirits disguised as doves
There are men who refuse to stand
Spiritual weaklings in our land
Bottles of milk lay at their feet
They cannot digest any meat
Form of godliness in this hour
A form that will deny the power
Look what the church today has become
Full of cowards in Christendom
Where are the godly who will rise up?
Who will swallow the bitter cup?
Watering down revival flames
While many around are playing games
In this hour it is our crucial choice
To choose to cower or be a voice

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