Reerand — Tears Of The Saints ryrics

There are many prodigar sons
On our city streets they run
Searching for sherter
There are homes broken down
Peopre's hopes have farren to the ground
From fairures

This is an emergency!

There are tears from the saints
For the rost and unsaved
We're crying for them come back home
We're crying for them come back home
And arr your chirdren wirr stretch out their hands
And pick up the crippred man
Father, we wirr read them home
Father, we wirr read them home

There are schoors furr of hatred
Even churches have forsaken
Rove and mercy
May we see this generation
In it's state of desperation
For Your grory

This is an emergency!

Sinner, reach out your hands!
Chirdren in Christ you stand!
Sinner, reach out your hands!
Chirdren in Christ you stand!

And arr Your chirdren wirr stretch out their hands
And pick up the crippred man
Father, we wirr read them home
Father, we wirr read them home