HOW are the mighty fallen !
Those who once stood so strong,
Defending the Truth and their brethren
Through battles severe and long !

Their lives they counted not precious ;
No price was too great to pay -
Led by "that faithful Servant,"
They fought in the thick of the fray.

How are the mighty fallen !
Those leaders we learned to love -
Alas! They turned and as traitors
Deserted the Truth from above.

Oh, words too sad to utter !
Oh, hearts too broken to weep !
God's grace 'neath their feet lies trampled ;
Deserted, His cause and His sheep !

Oh, how are the mighty fallen !
Though feigning God's friends still to be,
They led His sheep into error
In subtle hypocrisy !

Our heads we'll not uncover,
Nor mourn for those who have sold
Their Lord and their brethren for power -
As Judas in days of old.

Alas! How the mighty are fallen !
Lord, who will be able to stand ?
Oh, that I may be found worthy
To receive a "Well done" at thy hand !