It is written
If your brother is distressed
Bout what you eat or drink
You’re not properly dressed
In the love you often think
I'm not only stressed
About your chosen acts
I’ve become deeply pressed
With your freedom facts
In all of your discretion
You've coerced my very freedom
Your boundary restrictions
You’ve infringed my own protection
Your fence you keep me out
You encroached my very blood
You’ve hedged yourself within
I accommodate in love
I will not by my eating
Destroy whom Christ did die
Even in another leaving
I’m raised beyond this lie
In all of my distress
Where then now is your love
I pray you’ll better clothe
I’m weaker than a dove
Let there then be peace
You've chosen now to part
What part can we now cease
Why war in your own heart
Weakening I whimper
I wander now about
I wish it were now simpler
To walk about in doubt
