There are many prodigal songs On our city streets they run, searching for shelter There are homes broken down People's hopes have fallen to the ground from failures This is an emergency There are tears from the saints For the lost and unsaved We're crying for them come back home We're crying for them come back home And all Your children will stretch out their hands And pick up the crippled man Father, we will lead them home Father, we will lead them home There are schools full of hatred Even churches have forsaken love and mercy May we see this generation In this state of desperation for Your glory Sinner, reach out your hands Children, in Christ you stand Sinner, reach out your hands Children, in Christ you stand And all Your children will stretch out their hands And pick up the crippled man Father, we will lead them home Father, we will lead them homeVin' cu sarcina-ti la cruce Viento Fresco مەن سېنى كۆرۈشىم كېرەك Ubangiji Shina Ta Biɗa నీతో పోల్చుటకు సర్వేశా Lalpa Ei Ngaidam In Sur la croix où tu meurs Toate florile din lume yswʿ mlk ạlmlwk yswʿ rb ạlạ̉rbạb Орзуим Бор
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