Like a stricken child
Lost in the storm
I had to find my father
I had to be reborn
He blessed me with his
Forgiving grace
My sins washed away
Without a trace
He said whatever I ask
Then it will be
But all I ask now
Is to be under His wings
Thank You Lord
For taking me in
For keeping me safe
And away from sin
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