"Unto the church of Sardis write:
Your works are not perfect - repent and make things right.
A few of you are undefiled - in white they'll be -
The overcomer's name will be confessed by me.
To Philadelphia's angel write: You're weak but
I've opened a door for you which no man can shut.
I'll protect thee, hold fast that no man take thy crown,
You'll have God's name with His city that cometh down.
To Laodicea's angel write: "you're lukewarm -
I'll spurn thee since you're neither cold nor hot in form.
You're poor and blind and naked; repent - come to me -
I'm at the door knocking; open, I'll sup with thee."
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