a feeling you say, that's not right, pushes between flesh and bone, so you still sin, what's up with your activities? i see you fall and watch you strip, bring forth bad fruit unable to equip, feeble rotting and dying you're in Christ and compromise breeds its - contempt. feeling, convict you, lying, to yourself. the agony that you feel and you do nothing about it, only an action will bring a reaction to the conviction that you feel. you say it's just a feeling, you're alright, ignore the voice of God, your actions not so bright. i watch you fall, see it convict, rotting your insides, doing nothing to equip, i see you fall, watch it convict, rotting your insides, doing nothing to equip, the saints for the purpose of life. you say its condemnation, i say its conviction, tired of your excuses, time to grow up. you say its condemnation, i say its conviction, time to grow up and leave the folly behind.