The world coated in pain
The stench of blood
Swimming in vomit
Creating their own mud
Yet there I stood
Here I stand
How can I pull them out
They're sinking
They cannot be happy with their sin
What hope did I offer
Oh how I tried
But to understand only You can suffice
The pain from their face
I cannot erase
But You can
Father it is in your hands
I may not understand your plans
But they are great
Thank You for trying
Encouraging my help
For a willing spirit
Wrap them in your arms
Touch the untouchable
As only You can do
Cleanser, Healer, Counselor, Savior
Be that to them too
Oh how You love
Love them and me
Please, Please
I beg and plead
Show them
Show them
You
In the world's eyes
These are the least of these
Help them to overcome the world
See You and your healing sword
For You see all pain
Suffered to death for our gain
If anyone can penetrate their heart
It is You
So I pray they are open to start
Healing and You
So mighty Savior
Thank You
Thank You
May they be receptive and open to your touch
For love is not love till mingled with the greatest
And much of much
YOU!
Jesus, Father, Spirit
May restoration win
Because turning isn't easy
From the world they must fend
But You Oh You
Know all
See all
May someday they'll be able to say
That they followed your beckon call
May I have the strength to do what I can
Then leave it oh Lord
Leave it
In your hands
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