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The pain wrought by life
Inflicting desperate souls
Tires aching hearts
Who can find their home?

No place where we belong
The love we find soon grows old
When will it ever stop?
Surrounded, why do we feel alone?

Pressed in on every side
Fake smiles exchanged, implying hope
Touches linger for moments
We wish we could hold

But we lose our grip before we can
Understand what it’s for
The memories fade
And somehow only pain remains

We look for something real
Every day, a search
But by setting of the sun
We forget why we even started

What can fill our aching hearts?
Who will hold us when we hurt?
Are we doomed to emptiness all our days?
Or is there hope that lingers, a sun with lasting rays?

Why would this question remain
If not there be an answer?
Why do our hearts awaken
At times, if no hope exists?

The calling of our Maker
Resounds inside each soul
We won’t find rest until
We know He is our home

So let Him love you now
Tell Him how you feel
When you open up
Every wound He will heal

He’s calling out your name
It is not you who can save
His mercy chooses, in pain
To reach to you, for your own gain

Give your life to Him
And your suffering will not be in vain
For He is worth the tears
And He’ll remain, through all your years.