Got to call good evil, before they go away
“The Christian life is boring,” too dull to make them stay
The Bread that came from heaven, just didn’t fill them up
But at His banquet table, they didn’t fully sup
Don’t think such words are truthful, they’re meant to justify
A doing what they want to, while to the world they fly
The melons and cucumbers, the leeks and onions too
Pull servants of the belly, when Manna will not do
When table spread by devils, has won the appetite
Without a Savior’s rescue, from God men take their flight
And then the life abundant, which was for them in store
Will not be known within them, for Christ waits at the door