Lord I pray, let these doors, swing wide
And everybody in need of you, bring inside
And let your love flow through me today
For I am your servant, here to obey
Let them know I truly care
For its your love with them I share
Not just some empty words
Tossed about and never heard
But its you within my heart
What I am given ,Am to impart
Let them see more
Than a prayer with no care
That, they can find, anywhere
Let your true love be given out
Instead of that false love they talk about
And then they will know ,we're different here
Because its not our love ,but yours we share
2009 Patricia A Moore
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