Touch The Heart That Bled

We owe our Father all and more
We owe His Son our love
Yet many close and lock their door
And that to life above

Though God will harvest golden wheat
The fruit from living trees
The heart and soul of man’s elite
Yet chaff, is all He sees

Choosing to live by Satan’s rules
We play the devil’s game
So thus we die like blinded fools
Still clad in robes of shame

Although hell’s jaws are open wide
Man’s lust grows more and more
Our nakedness we flaunt with pride
Living as Satan’s harlot

Yet if the world could only see
Remorse could sound alarm
The truth would set her children free
And find The Way from harm

If from her past she’d seek to part
If truth she’d seek above
She’d seek to touch her children’s heart
She’d serve through deeds of love

Remorse would sound salvations horn
Life’s wine would flow in streams
Transforming lives in those reborn
Beyond their wildest dreams

To God its clear what tears mean
That truthful hearts have shed
Could be when yours by God are seen
[FONT='Times New Roman','serif']They’ll touch the heart that bled [/FONT]