With their conscience seared
They speak lies unwaveringly in my eyes
With their hardened hearts and stiff necks
They refuse to hear
Of Your true Love
That is so great and near
With their hearts full of greed and desire
They lust for mammoth, their master
They slog day and night to serve him
Not knowing where this road will end in
Only You can deliver them from the pits of hell
And the clutches of the enemy
Only You can save them into your Glory
When, oh when?