Religion with it's grand display,
It's regal vestments all replete,
Could never wash my sins away,
My deepest longings ever meet.
Religion with it's stiff facade,
It's cold formality refined,
Could never leave my soul to God,
Nor offer me sweet peace of mind.
Religion, friend, will not suffice,
When life's tempestuous waves assail,
Religion did not pay the price,
To rescue you from sin's "fierce" gale.
Religion will not get you home,
At last to heaven's golden shore,
Your hope is found in Christ alone,
In nothing less and nothing more.
