Beloved these are dangerous timesBecause you are weightless like a leaf from the vineand the wind has blown you all over townBecause there is nothing holding you to the groundSo now you would rather beA slave again than free from the lawBeloved listen to meDon’t believe all that you seeand don’t you ever let anyone tell youThat there’s anything that you needBut meBeloved these are perilous daysWhen your culture is so set in it’s waysThat you will listen to salesmen and thievesPreaching other than the truth youve receivedBecause they are telling liesFor they cannot circumcise your heartsBeloved there is nothing moreNo more blessings and no more rewardsThan the treasure of my body and bloodGiven freely to all daughters and sons