Letter 7 - Laodicea

Laodicea


These are the warnings of the faithful and true
I know your deeds and I’m about to reject you
You’ve let the world come in and compromise your faith
You need to figure out just who you serve today

So be hot or be cold
Indecision’s getting’ old
Either a choice, Laodicea

You think you’re wealthy and that you don’t need a thing
I say you’re wretched and the church is suffering
White clothes I offer you to cover up your shame
Come to repentance and life you will regain

So here I stand knocking at your door
Listen to the spirit, my love will restore
Make up your mind for the time has come to choose
Don’t be unwise, you’ve got everything to lose