Lost Souls
There is a cure for a soul that is lost
It works for sure and at no extra cost
But you can’t earn it or reach it on your own
Yet you’ll end up returning it with all the seeds you’ve sown
There’s nothing to send away for or numbers to call
All you need do is pray for this is open to all
People may call it many different things but Heavens a very special place
And no one can get their wings without first accepting Gods Grace
He is so near He is practically by your side
He holds You so dear but you never really tried
This day could be different something you never felt before
For all the Lord has sent and for you what He has in store
So as He taught using the prodigal son
Like you have wrought with all that you’ve done
He was always right there you need only to reach out
For nothing will ever seem fair as long as you’re soul is in doubt
Call His Name and ask for His Grace
You won’t think the same when you look at His face
But you must reach out and extend your hand
Then He will end your doubt helping you to understand
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