Cowards in Christendom

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