Rise up, sleeper.

Wake and stand.

We're wanted

In the Promised Land.

We need forgiveness.

That's what I'll say.

We all fall short,

But that's okay.

Close your eyes,

And bow your head,

Today you're safe,

You're warm, and fed,

Clasp your hands,

You're loved and cleansed,

You're close to

Coming home again,

Thoughts of the heart

Can be corrupt,

So quell them,

And open up.

Ask the Lord

To come into you.

Tell Him you know

That what you do

Is wrong, and that

You need His love,

You need His forgiveness,

And that's enough.

He'll forgive you,

Fill you with grace.

When you die,

You'll see His face.

You will live

forever more,

Upon that beautiful,

Heavenly shore.