Father, Please Hear the Cry

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Father, please hear the cry of your child,
I need life with You to begin
I’m tired of the sadness, fears, and hate
in this world of sorrows and sin.

 Each day’s a struggle to do the right things,
and a fight to make ends meet,
and we grow weary from working so hard,
with hardly a minute to eat.

 And there’s always someone trying hard
to keep us from worshipping Light,
they call it being politically correct,
but I call it stripping our rights!

 And as time rushes to the Rapture,
Lucifer plays his trump cards;
if he can steal us before that day,
he will, so be on your guard!

 It’s rush, rush, rush, and work, work, work,
no time to draw your breath!
Madly racing the world’s time clock,
no rest until your death!

 I long to sit on calm shores with Him,
and talk of the life to be,
and smell the fragrance of heavenly things
and hear and feel and see.

 And walk the streets of the City,
and see all the things He made.
I can’t imagine what He’s prepared,
but I know I’ll see some day.

May He come soon to fetch His Bride,
and call us to Him on high;
where we can visit with those we love,
when we join them in the sky!

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Peggy McIlveene

1/21/08

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But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.

(1 Corinthians 2:9)

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