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