Reaching a Wandering Star
We live in a world of wandering stars
Children far from home
Talented travelers making noise
To whom purpose is unknown
God has given them depraved minds
Insanity is their creed
O’ to pray, He would brake through
By grace they would believe
They think we take a step of faith
Yet our path is well marked
We walk as children in the light
While they walk in the dark
I would if I could take a hand
I would now open eyes
I pray God make me willing
I pray God make me wise
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