Far From the Faulty Faith of this Modern Age

I just rediscovered these amazing lyrics the other day. Although musically it is one of my lesser favorite Prayers and Tears songs, the lyrics consistently amaze and comfort me.

"Raise Up, You Celestial Choirs"
Raise up, you celestial choirs.
You're always running out of words to say.
Raise up, you disconsolate.
You're always giving up your faulty faith.

You will be lifted up into the glorious heights,
into the gracious night,
so don't waste your life.
You will be lifted up,
far from the faulty faith
of this modern age.

Raise up your invective, tome.
Call all the sinners, "Come."
They've all gone home.
Raise up, you with withered hearts.
Frail failure friend indeed unto the end.

You will be lifted up into the glorious heights,
into a gracious night,
so don't waste your life.
You will be lifted up,
far from the faulty faith of this modern age.
Away.
--The Prayers and Tears of Arthur Digby Sellers