Let us return to the Lord,

For He has torn us apart;

Once again in one accord,

Allow Him into your heart.

He has wounded and will heal,

Curing you so that you bind;

He will fill you with His zeal,

Giving sight whence you were blind.

He revives us in three days,

Raising us up from the dead;

If confessing when one strays,

Awakening from your death bed.

Let us strive to know the Lord,

Before He has come and gone;

That His presence is ignored,

At the coming of the dawn.

He will come to us like rain,

Like spring showers on the land;

Comforting to take the pain,

Troubles from daily demand.

What am I going to do?

Your goodness is like the cloud;

Vanishes like early dew,

Fading away in the crowd.

God used prophets to cut them,

The ungodly with His Word;

For judgment is to condemn,

Who insults what they have heard.

He desires loyalty,

Rather than a sacrifice;

To treat God with royalty,

And nothing else to entice.

We transgress the covenant,

Because we have disobeyed;

And have been so defiant,

The Lord is feeling betrayed.

Like raiders wait to entrap,

God has seen us defiled;

He will not take any flap,

Anyone who is His child.



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