Sunday, August 7, 1994

COME LORD JESUS


Come Lord Jesus
I implore You,
Come Lord Jesus
I adore You.

Come Lord Jesus
on Your steed,
Come and fill
each longing, need.

Hearts grown so tired
of hatred, lies,
look with hope
to Eastern skies.

Searching for
the Love so bright,
to deliver mankind
from the night.

Come Lord Jesus
put to rest,
Satan and
all evilness.

The new day then
will dawn, become
full of glory
Come, Lord Jesus Come.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Aug. 07, 1994

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