In the Prose of Passion 

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 Crusaders



I sit and wait for hours
Staring at the clouds
Waiting for the showers
To pour down on the crowd
Salty tears from heaven
As angels start to cry
We must ask forgiveness
From our Lord on high

Sodom and Gomorrah
Two cities burned to death
Threw away their morals
Why can't we learn from them?
Our morals are decaying
We've thrown them all away
God's laws we've stopped obeying
We need to stop and pray

Oh Father up in heaven
Please look upon this earth
Look at all your children
Who live by satan's curse
Open up their eyes Lord
And help them to repent
Make them realize Lord
Their actions you resent

The time is getting closer
When Christ will make His call
The world is getting colder
And satan's going to fall
And though they are rejoicing
Their joy will turn to pain
They'll find it disappointing
When Christ returns again

So children of our Savior
We must make a stand
We must be crusaders
And spread across the land
The message of the gospel
The love of Jesus Christ
And hope that they will follow
And let Him be their guide

Copyright ©2010 Marvin H Lane


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