Write To Sardis,' Saith The Lord, And Write What He Declares, He Whose Spirit, And Whose Word, Upholds The Seven Stars: 'All Thy Works And Ways I Search, Find Thy Zeal And Love Decay'D: Thou Art Call'D A Living Church, But Thou Art Cold And Dead. 'Watch, Remember, Seek, And Strive, Exert Thy Former Pains; Let Thy Timely Care Revive, And Strengthen What Remains: Cleanse Thine Heart, Thy Works Amend Former Times To Mind Recall, Lest My Sudden Stroke Descend, And Smite Thee Once For All. 'Yet I Number Now In Thee A Few That Are Upright; These My Father'S Face Shall See, And Walk With Me In White. When In Judgment I Appear, They For Mine Shall Be Confest; Let My Faithful Servants Hear, And Woe Be To The Rest!'