Revive the spirit of the low
Restore the heart of the contrite
Break not your yoke with the Lord
Don’t tear off your bonds of faith
Your backsliding will rebuke you
You reap what you sow
Destruction for those
Who sow their sinful lives
But eternal life
For those sowing light
Do not be decieved
Your actions bring great consequence
Restore your dying soul
For wide is the gate
And broad is the road
That leads to hell, many enter through it
But small is the gat and narrow the road
That leads to life. few find it