The Decision
 
1. I've got a message straight from God above,
That all my darling idols must fall; 
It is rebuking, but still full of love,
It calls me to decision: "Come down from the wall." 
Laodicea, wretched, blind, and poor; 
Lukewarm I'll be no more.
Jesus will sell me raiment, gold, and salve;
This nakedness He'll cover:
His richness I'll have. 
 
2. Fiercer the conflict, narrower the wall,
The Spirit calls me now to decide;
Jesus is waiting for me to be hot,
His work I can't delay, so I have to obey.
Laodicea, Jesus at the door, 
Lukewarm I'll be no more!
Full consecration, all my life to Thee,
I'll serve You ev'ry moment, 
Be hot to be free. 
 
Text: based on Revelation 3:15-20