They Slip Away
We come into Your house with humble hearts
Worshiping with others we lift our voices
With bended knee we pray
As Your Spirit flows through the sanctuary
A still small voice whispers in our ears
Who will hear it? Who will respond?
Quietly the voice tells us of Your love,
Sadly though it reveals those that we have lost
In our attempt to persevere in our walk, we miss the hurting
Those hurting souls that came in seeking something
In our efforts, we fall short, and neglected to relate
Until quietly they slip away, empty, sad and lonely
Forgive us Lord! Forgive us!
Let us not be so self-absorbed in our own needs
That we miss seeing the needs of others
Let our hearts break, let our hands reach out
To lift up the lost hurting soul
Bringing love and comfort, more so leading them to You
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