Calling For Your Soul
Can you hear Him calling?
Deep down inside your soul
There’s an echoing of comfort there
The Fisherman is trolling baited with His love
He’s praying that you’re falling
For the Word that makes you whole
The song of all the ages measured with his care
It’s the Master, the Redeemer and He’s waiting up above
Everything you ever need He holds out in His hand
A treasured life that can’t be earned, His gift that’s free for all
The gift of life, the choicest jewel, much finer than the gold
Compassion, love, unmeasured grace
He’s planning for your day
Singing softly wooing you; with His power you can stand
Reach out and take the golden prize, considering the Master’s call
No other blessing can compare and only you can fit the mold
So run with patience in the race
Eternal life, the living way
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