Living In Laodicea

Oh Lord, take Your plow to my fallow ground
 Let Your blade dig down to the soil of my soul
 For I've become dry and dusty
 Lord I know there must be
 Richer earth lying below
 For I've been living
 In Laodicea
 And the fire that once burned bright,
 I've let it grow dim
 And the very One I swore that
 I would die for
 Oh, has been forgotten
 As the world's become a friend
 We have turned from Your Law
 To try to find a better way
 Each man does today
 What is right in his own eyes
 We will pay the price for our sinning
 We can never know true living
 We've exchanged His truth for lies
 For we've been living
 In Laodicea
 And the fire that once burned bright
 We've let it grow dim
 And the very One we swore that
 We would die for
 Oh, has been forgotten
 As the world's become a friend
 It is no small of a thing that He's done for you
 By shutting the gates of hell upon a cross
 We were sentenced once
 But now we are pardoned
 And He chooses to use us though we fall
 So while we're living in Laodicea
 Keep the fire burning bright
 Don't let it grow dim
 For the very One we
 Swore that we would die for
 He must not be forgotten
 Fear the world become a friend
 For the very One we
 Swore that we would die for
 Must not be forgotten
 Fear the world become a friend