Enemies of the Cross

Not enemies of Jesus

But enemies of the cross

Living for their own way

Not counting all but loss

Focused on earthly things 

Whose god is their own self 

They take the calling of God

They place it on a shelf

Here in these latter days

There are lovers of themselves

Content with not hearing 

Down inside dried up wells

Imaginary salvation

Whose god is their own belly

Embracing a soft message

A sweet gospel of jelly

A weak Christianity 

That chooses not to suffer

Shunning confrontation 

But called to be tougher

Enemies of the cross

A gospel built on sand 

We must have an awakening

All across this broken land