By:Azume
(from my account on allpoetry.com)
Free,Weak Souls;Do You Dare?
Floating away,in the sea,
Dead bodies alay.
From sin they fell,
To hell they fall.
But our sprits strong,
From our Father were we plucked out of the crowd;
To Whom we meet one day
Is our Father that art in Heaven.
Free but weak are some,
To throw away all you have
And give it all to Him,
He knows I'll come.
How many should suffer?
From the pain in the world being inflicted.
How many deaths should be counted?
From the war upon these lands.
How far away is our time to leave?
So every soul will know and see Him.
Oh,how Heavenly thou art!
Our prayers drain away,
To the land we call Yours!
Let our voices be heard,
So more will learn.
Let our people go out,
So more search:
For those unsaved,
For those in need,
For those who need you,
God;
Take our weak souls and hearts,
And mold them
So you can make something.
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