Write to Sardis, saith the Lord,
And write what he declares,
He whose Spirit, and whose word,
Upholds the seven stars:
All thy works and ways I search,
Find thy zeal and love decayd:
Thou art calld a living church,
But thou art cold and dead.
Watch, remember, seek, and strive,
Exert thy former pains;
Let thy timely care revive,
And strengthen what remains:
Cleanse thine heart, thy works amend
Former times to mind recall,
Lest my sudden stroke descend,
And smite thee once for all.
Yet I number now in thee
A few that are upright;
These my Fathers face shall see,
And walk with me in white.
When in judgment I appear,
They for mine shall be confest;
Let my faithful servants hear,
And woe be to the rest!
Sardis. - Revelation iii.1-6.
William Cowper
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