A woman in the middle of a backslide seeks a solution to her situation....
I met a woman in the middle of a backslide
In the middle of a backslide
Unable to wait on God for her mate
She begins to date
May as well get paid for being laid
She and he are both being "played"
She's chasing his ends (money)
While he chases hers (booty)
She's impatient looking for love
Thus, not living in a way for it to occur
She believes in Jesus Christ as her Savior
But has strayed from the Word for paper
Living a fence-walking, contradictory life
Praising the Lord one minute
Then saying, "Good morning..." to her man
And she's not his wife
Her man treats her accordingly
Because in a man's eyes
His vision of a true Christian
Has been destroyed you see
He really wants to be
As close to sactification as possible
But once he sees her misrepresent her faith
By making his life style adaptable instead of abomniable
Then his money makes her corruptible
She brokers her faith instead of remaining untouchable
Even her children
Wonder why she has become so gullible?
Let the story be truly told
Why gain the world to lose your soul?
You better put your current life on hold
And crawl back to God
Repent of your sins
And do the job that he sent you out to do
How can he give you the desires of your heart
When you act like your heart does not belong to you?
So what? Your lonely
Give me a break!
You should have cut that relationship out
After the first date
How can you expect to be rewarded
With all of this being recorded
People see you go to church
But they know what your resembling
Eternal life or hell?
Does that ring a bell?
Work out your own salvation with fear and trembling
Time to end the "fun"
Come back home, like the Prodical son
If your living in the middle of a backslide....
(the second half of this song is a different poem called
"Cleaning House")