Spitting Image

All blemishes must vanish
they must disappear
As the coming of Christ
draws the church very near.

Your spirits must awaken!
They must come to me.
You must be watchful,
Cautious, vigilant and free.

My glorious, white church!
Must not have a blemish!
As you return unto me
I'll cause it to replenish.

My holy, spotless bride,
My glorious white church
That's my watchful desire,
For Christian people of earth!

Awaken my children!
Oh, please, come to me now!
There's not very much time,
put your hand to the plow!

Put off evil corruption
and deceitful desires,
The old man, the old self
that no one admires!

Be made new by renewing
Of your confusing minds,
For you're created like me,
In holiness divine!

Unwholesome talk mustn't
come from your precious mouth
But only glorious praise
going forth in my house!

Souls will come forth to me
by the masses and throngs
As we speak psalms and hymns
and spiritually written songs.

For all will awaken
that have fallen asleep
As you feed and care for
my tender, precious sheep.

From the wine of my spirit
The people will all take sup
As you speak what's useful
for building others up.

Kindness and compassion
will flow from your strong bones
As you generate your hearts
To become my heavenly home.

Be kind and compassionate,
forgiving one another,
The spitting image of
your Heavenly Father.

Fasten the belt of truth
around your unstable waist.
The breastplate of righteousness
I will put into place.

Be humble and pure as
you all bow on your knees,
Feet shod with readiness,
the true gospel of peace.

Hold the shield of faith within
your aggressive right hand.
Stand bold and be strong
at your Father's right hand.

The helmet of salvation
to make minds more alert,
As you awaken, my bride,
my blessed, holy church!

Pull souls from the fire,
you must get them out!
Compel them to come in
to my divine White House.

Don't let them die needlessly !
Don't let them even perish!
For these are my babies
of whom I do cherish.

Suffer these little ones,
Let them come unto me
For of such is the kingdom
of God, why don't you see?

Go out into the hedges
and highways and all towns.
Go forth in my power
as you gain your Gold Crown!

Fearlessly proclaim the
mystery of the gospel.
While you become the spitting
image of your Heavenly Father!