Song Lyrics

I follow a God of love, compassion and tolerance.
Not some narrow, bigoted God of callous indifference.
We want a religion undefiled, after God's own heart.

Chorus:
Sick of the stench, sick of the sight
of the putrid corpse you call faith.
Sick of the stench, sick of the sight.
Put it in the ground where it belongs.

A body without breath is dead, and faith without works is dead too.
Faith without action is a lie. Worse - it is false and worthless.
A living faith is God's desire, shown by concern for others.
The sick, poor and needy help us to show a true and living faith.


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