White baby lamb in a field of green grass.

His Poor Little Pitiful Lamb

          It's not the first time I've felt like this
          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

~ Cheryl A. Mariano ~
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[ by: Cheryl A. Mariano, Copyright © 2010 ( cherylmariano@gmail.com ) -- submitted by: Cheryl A. Mariano ]

       

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