Thursday 17 October 2013

Sexually fallen

Give me a song for the outcasts 
All the sexually fallen 
To every wounded soul 
The Son of Man is calling 
Come into my home 
Eat till your hearts content 
Let me kiss you with Agape 
Before I demand you do repent 

Does society hate you 
Do they misunderstand 
Telling lies about you
Come and take my hand 
You they do rape
Your soul in their shame 
They murder you these dogs 
And say you are to blame 

Oh let me carry 
The outcasts lonely cross 
It's my own sin I despise 
It's mine own that brings much loss
I'll never point the finger 
At a different sinner than I 
Rather let me bleed 
For them let me die 

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