| We've made it too easy | |
| To excuse everything we do as acceptable; | |
| Or that it's just like everyone else. | |
| The popularity of something | |
| Does not excuse it. | |
| We cannot live a life of sliding. | |
| Let us walk straight forward-- | |
| Eyes focused on our destination | |
| Body armored for the battle, | |
| Soul ready for the fight. | |
| Prepare us, O God | |
| to go out this time | |
| Honoring your bride | |
| With the respect you deserve. | |
| No more excuses this time. | |
| Keep the dress clean. | |
| We will walk before you | |
| and return with no more dirt upon us. | |
| We will return clean. |