[Verse 1]

It hurts and I’m grieving, first seen through a cursory reading

There’ll be persons misleading, the church in deceiving

Lovers of self, coveting wealth

With more care for their welfare but not the governments help

Their hot topics shows god is their appetites

They’re not prophets—they’ll get charred in the afterlife

They say you’ll rise from debt, while the prophets get

To pocket checks for private jets

And new better facilities, through their theft ability

And all along the ministry is losing credibility

They think mammon is excellence, a scamming that represents

Today’s church standing in decadence

Just examine and check against

Churches in other countries hungry in famine and pestilence

Such a stark reality

God’s no respecter of persons showing partiality!

[Verse 2]

A packed house for the Word of Faith

The church to date needs to put them back out like invertebrates

They say don’t have doubts—claim it

And put the power in the tongue and say name it

It’s a shame it’s getting over ‘cause we don’t know the

Only one that can speak things into existence is Jehovah

Their heretical foul tactics

Has got me losing my patience like medical malpractice

He’s no parts supplier

And your faith’s no streetcar—you can’t name your hearts desire

If all your requests is always a yes

Why wasn’t Paul healed from His thorn in the flesh

Apparently, aren’t we, to draw from this

You can’t guarantee your wish inerrantly

They’ll promised to be rich—they shout at times boasting

If you’re hears itch then switch to calamine lotion!

[Verse 3]

Lord stop me if I’m clowning with hate

You said rebuke them sharply to make them sound in the faith

Many believe their claims, I’m pleading on their behalf

In Jesus’ name to spare Your wrath

To them we’ve lost some of our dearest people

They’re deceitful, here to ensnare your sheepfold

In Your immortalized Word of God it’s pretold

Cerified right before our eyes like a peephole

Your Word says we should stand in contentment

Many are deceived please grant them repentance

Before they see Christ, coming like a thief in the night

Without Gladys, and won’t need march to bring madness

To whack off the masses

Then there won’t be time to hit the sackcloth and ashes!

[Hook]

It’s apostasy, this was prophecy

In the last days many shall depart from Thee

Thinking cash pays living irresponsibly

Lord, I ask change hearts to respond to Thee!