Backslidin' away, backslidin' away.
You know I fear for your situation, I know you're backslidin' away.
I know you, man, you used to want a crown.
You've chosen fashion, songs and women and they've torn you down.
You know the Lord is nigh, always near,
But love for truth, it isn't flowering; I'm afraid that you were insincere.
Backslidin' away, backslidin' away.
With all your fear and hesitation, I know you're backslidin' away.
You're only human, the same as I.
It is His grace that you're abusing for eternal life.
He's got a good way; His Word explains,
But it's a bad way when you're acting dead and thinking things that might be sin.
Backslidin' away, backslidin' away.
You know you appear to have salvation, but I know you're backslidin' away.
And I know the Father, He sent His Son.
You know He died to set us free from all the things we've done.
You ought to obey all that He's sayin'.
You'll miss his joy and you will weep unless you turn around and make Him Lord again.
Backslidin' away, backslidin' away.
You know you yield to all temptation, and I know you're backslidin' away.
God truly knows how we began.
He makes salvation so available to immoral man.
You're going to sob, if you won't obey.
I see you sliding from the right way and it's sad you're backsliding away.
Backslidin' away, backslidin' away.
You know you need some alteration, 'cause I know you're backslidin' away.
Backslidin' away, backslidin' away.
Like Laodicea in Revelation, I know you're backslidin' away.