An
old poem revisited dedicated to all you prayer partners and mothers and dads who need encouragement today. I actually feel like this is a song, but so far, I don't have a tune:)
Restore
Them to You
Somebody’s
Mother is praying
Hoping,
God is hearing
What’s
she’s saying
She’s
on her knees begging,
“I
believe You can restore, Lord,
And
make them pure again.
My
children have went astray
Lord,
how can they
Live that way?
Spurning
the love You give?
As
if You don't exist.
I
gave them a vision of You
Not
perfect, But I tried,
You
well know
The
stresses of life
Seemed
to rip us apart
As
my dreams fell through
I
clung to You
But
they turned
The
other way.
Oh
Lord, how can they live that way?
How
can I live loving them the way I do?
Wanting
them to
Be
Serving You
God,
when will You
Make
my dreams come true?
I'll
not give up talking to You
Pleading,
if that’s what I have to do
My
children are precious gems
Not
given for destruction
But You
made them for peace
Not
for the world but the Kingdom
Restore
them to You,
Restore
them to You,
Do
what You must do,
Restore
them to You.
The
world gives darkness for light
The
world shows pain as pleasure
A
distorted view of fun
Satan
has begun
To
deceive
The
elect’s offspring.
But
all my children
Will
be taught of the Lord
And
great will be the peace of my children
As
they walk with You
As
they are restored to You
And
they will say, “My Lord and my God”
It
was You all along,
You've
restored my song,
I
will dance for You,
I'm
restored to You,
Eternity
is mine
You were there all the time
Couldn't
get you out of my mind,
I'm
restored to You at last
I
no longer live in the past
Or
for this dark world.
It
was You all along,
You've
restored my song,
I
will dance for You,
I'm
restored to You,
Eternity
is mine.
Somebody’s
Mother is praying
Knowing,
God has heard
What’s
she was saying
You've
restored my song,
And
my children, too
I
will dance for You,
I'm
restored to You,
Eternity
is ours.
Donna
Collins Tinsley
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