Free Oh magnificent Lord and Savior My heart flows forth to you As for my words grant them favor Show me what I need to do How sweet the gift of salvation Born once dead and now so alive My feet planted on the solid foundation Without you how could I survive? Wickedness is progressing at fevers pitch Darkness abounds at almost every turn The wealth of the world hoarded by the greedy rich Whose souls have been designated to burn Yet while we’re here on this planet Grant is the strength to forge ahead Your word should not be taken for granted Strengthen is to consistently dine on your daily bread Government soon to push the marl of the beast Satan wants to know those who worship you As his evil hoards are set to be released We pray for grace and mercy to carry is through All religious denominations about to be merged That great falling away of which you speak As the minions are about to converge Still Satan’s deception hasn’t reached it peak Lord, as we stand guard keep us at peace Keep your light before our very eyes For we know one day all wickedness will cease Help us to constantly focus on the prize Now as the Sheppard leads the sheep My soul cries out for thee In pray for those in denial as well as asleep Open their hearts and set their minds free
Posted on: Thu, 27 Jun 2013 19:46:53 +0000
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