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.
