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Sometimes at certain moments in prayer
I keep asking, I keep calling
Lord, stretch out your hand
This world is lost
It needs you
Suddenly I hear a voice telling me I want to tell you

The best prophets I had sent
Isaiah, Elisha, Jeremiah
I spoke through all of them
They tortured my anointed ones
Destroyed my creation
This blood I will require with my own hands

I looked at the world and saw
My people getting lost
Because I love you I looked at my son and said now it's you
My beloved little lamb sacrificed for you
Why do you ask me to bless you
If I have already blessed you

Crying, I went face down
I want to ask you for forgiveness
What more do you want from me, Lord
If what I have is my life and I have already given it to you
I know I have so many things to change
Help me, Father, help me 2x