Sore

Anglican

Anglican

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Your eyes are sore, oh how they ache
From looking for the truth
There must be more to life than this
But still you stand aloof
Following the worlds demands
You fit in with it's ways
Heading for that unknown fate
You're numbering your days.

The answer to your empty life
The One who fills your needs
Is standing right outside your door
And it's for you He bleeds
Wanting so to give you love
He died to set you free
Open up your door to Him
It's you who has the key.
 
Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.

Very well spoken Anglican. May the Holy Spirit inspire you to poetically speak his voice, blessing poured out from you to others. I enjoy his word to the lost here. I pray that your communion with his spirit grows deeper that he may manifest himself more through this gift.

Love in Christ,

Gary
 
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