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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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