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how could this ever happen to one of  your elected to be,
aren't these the ones you appoint in the end to set the captives free,
free this world from all their pain, and fear that sets beside them,
this unmarked path with crooked ways misconceived by satan's alignment,
tricked here, tricked there, with feeble arms, their weakness shelters and binds,
the days are here where love disappears, and the trueness tends to hide,
the fear that paralyzes the cripple forcefully stuck in his wheelchair,
no climbing, no running, no jumping, no hiding, he's left just sitting there,
addictions and heartaches, no arms reaching out, there's no trust left to give,
the personal ties that could heal us to bind means nothing to free them to live,
there's something springing about that's crossing over our nation,
voices that need to be heard, satan's rule blocking loves concentration,
there's an urgency in this message, rising from the hills,
we need to spend more time in god's presence, in turn we must be still,
there's a fight that's coming underway, we can't back down, we must pull together,
there's power in the family, the body of christ, a love that lives forever,
people will so easily be deceived, and some in fear will crawl into their mental 
hole,
but in preparation we'll step out into the world with strength, and god will protect 
our soul,
we must not turn our backs on love, we can't be scared to be let down,
for wherever we go we will find disappointment, heartache is so easily found,
our love must flourish on god alone, we must keep our churches in prayer,
for in heaven is where we'll come together, one day  we will all meet there.

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