Back in the 90s, few voices rang louder in evangelical youth groups than Ray Boltz. Choirs sang his ballads, even parents wept at his lyrics, and GMA Dove Awards were stacked on his shelf.

His song, Thank You, captured the imagination of a generation. The Anchor Holds gave solace to broken men. And in 1994, he took home Inspirational Song of the Year for I Pledge Allegiance to the Lamb—a declaration of costly discipleship that echoed through sanctuaries like a modern creed.

“I pledge allegiance to the Lamb
With all my strength, with all I am
I will seek to honor His commands
I pledge allegiance to the Lamb.”

To youth groups who were serious about their faith, those didn’t seem like empty lines in their day. They were sung with tears streaming down the faces of kids who believed Boltz meant every word. They believed him when he told the story of Christians brought before tyrants’ thrones, choosing death over denial of Christ.

“But one by one, they chose to die
The Son of God, they would not deny.”

His music called us to commitment and his lyrics demanded loyalty to Christ above comfort, above approval, above life itself.

But the same man who once swore allegiance to the Lamb has now pledged allegiance to his flesh. After divorcing his wife of 33 years and announcing in 2008 that he was a homosexual, Boltz retreated into silence for a long time. But now, somewhere on a beach, maybe in Florida, we don’t know, that silence was broken—not with repentance, but with vows.

Public vows.

Vows spoken to another man, dressed in matching wedding outfits, hashtagged #gaymarriage and #gaywedding for the world to see.

What do we make of a man who once wrote anthems of faith, now staging ceremonies of rebellion? The Scriptures answer clearly:

“They exchanged the truth about God for a lie and worshiped and served the creature rather than the Creator” (Romans 1:25).

Boltz sang, “I will seek to honor His commands”—but God’s commands are explicit. Marriage is between a man and a woman. He sang of martyrs who chose death over denial, yet he chose his own flesh over obedience to Christ. He sang of allegiance to the Lamb, and now kneels before Baal with a rainbow garland on the altar.

“There is no way to harmonize this dissonance. His own lyrics indict him. His songs become evidence against him. What once stirred us to stand firm now stands as testimony of betrayal against Christ.”

And like I’ve stated before, the Rod of iron is waiting. The spotlight fades, the applause dies, and then the books are opened. No one who stands against Christ will escape the weight of what they have done in His name.

Ray Boltz once taught us to sing of loyalty unto death. Now his life sings a different song—loyalty unto sin. And God will not let that chorus stand forever.