Brethren seek a unity, a brand of 'love' ... embrace;
but love without correction, will bring our God ... disgrace.
If our unity requires
us, to lower His standard, set -
then contention will arise from God ... His judgments, we'll regret.
While purged upon the threshing
floor, and winnowed by His breath -
Our time is 'now', to judge ourselves, and put flesh-deeds ... to death.
By His Word and Spirit,
He'll cleanse us ... to refine,
so by His fruits, we should be known ... and not, His truth ... malign.
Loving brethren can be found,
within 'His' narrow path;
otherwise, to yoke amiss ... in danger of His wrath.
Best to seek for God with few; with least of men - but
than to unite with crowds that seek broad roads ...
rather, than their hearts renew.
God has His temple measured ... precise, in
all degrees -
Constructed to His standard, not by our slothful ease.