The Lost

I pray for you,

That you find the Lord,

Your creator,

Who stays close to you.

An endless love,

It already pours,

Waiting for you,

Seek out, embrace it.

I once was lost,

Now I weep with joy,

God has so much,

A whole plan for you.

He will hold you,

Provide all you need,

Riches above,

All ready for you.

Impossible?

That is just a lie,

But God is truth,

Ye of little faith.

So come to Him,

Open mind and heart,

You will receive,

All you really need.

The storm will pass,

The skies will open,

Light breaking through,

In its purest form.

I pray again,

That your eyes will see,

Look around You,

God is evident.

You will learn much,

Mercy, sacrifice,

Giving gladly,

Never holding back.

May He bless you,

Keep you close to Him,

Your emptiness,

He will fill the void.

Amen.

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