His Poor Little Pitiful Lamb
And I can't promise it will be the last But I'm sinking Lord, please help me I'm going down for the third time fast I know just how it started With neglect for your Word and Prayer And now I feel so far from you I can't see or hear you anywhere My heart cries out Lord help me Though I've wandered You know where I am And He reaches down to pick me up His poor little pitiful lamb I don't deserve His mercy Or the grace that He gives so free But He restores to me full fellowship When I pray dear God forgive me Perhaps you are feeling so lonely You've strayed and can't find your way home And you think that God doesn't love you That He's left you to make it all alone But deep in your heart you are crying Lord help me is your silent prayer If you reach out your hand, believing in faith You'll find that He's right there Let your heart cry out Lord help me Though I've wandered You know where I am And He'll reach right down to pick you up His poor little pitiful lamb
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