(w/thanks to Eric) As postmodern man becomes more alienated from nature's God and nature, it's inevitable that our poetry suffers. Thus modern hymns and spiritual songs are devoid of the hard facts of life. Who today is writing hymns about sheep? About green pastures, still waters, and the comfort of our shepherd's rod and staff?
Instead, contemporary worship music is...
sentiment, the musical equivalent of emoticons.
Here's an antidote from the church in Africa. The words are from a hymn written by a Ghanian sister named Afua Kuma:
If Satan troubles us,
You who are the lion of the grasslands
You whose claws are sharp
Will tear out his entrails
And leave them on the ground
For the flies to eat.