The Harlot Church
By Tom D Blakely
O Lord forgive our foolishness and pride
A harlot church would seek to be Your bride.
Despite her worldliness and sin she won’t confess
The whore expects You love her as she is!
O Lord release Your people from this yoke
The gospel hid beneath the devil’s cloak.
We yielded and gave in to compromise and shame
And now we hardly dare confess Your name!
O Lord restore the joy that we once knew
When first we found salvation was in You!
May all whose hearts You won, who have been born again
Rise up and re-ignite the gospel flame!
‘As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten.
Therefore be zealous and repent.’