You’re finding life is humdrum
You’re finding church a bore
The thrill you got from serving Him
Is sadly there no more
You’re going through the motions
The words you do not mean
You might as well just disappear
As though you’d never been.

Maybe you are holding back
From giving all you’ve got
To He who knows you inside out
Who’s loved you from year dot
You’re sitting on a flaky fence
The splinters cause you pain
When are you going to clamber back
Upon His road again.


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