STONES

Reaching out to those who find 
Life is just a daily grind.
Stuck in a rut cannot go,
Find in their life there is no flow.
Where's the Spirit they desire,
Him to feel, zeal and fire.
"Why don't these things come to pass?
I pray and Heaven is brass.
No one loves me, plainly seen.
My life's nothing to redeem."
So accuser's said to them,
In their hearts they're condemned.
Pushed away and rejected,
Whole lives having affected.
Thinking no friends evermore,
So no hope to implore.

Burnt Stone, He is here for thee,
To restore and set you free.
Don't go searching everywhere.
There is hope to be declared.
All the pain, He'll pull away,
Meet Him at His well today
With fresh water that you need.
Truth shall set you free indeed.
Breaking clutches on your heart
And strongholds broken apart.
Healing up wounds that remain,
His promises now to claim.
Burnt Stone you are needed here.
With Him nothing's worthy fear.
The Stone that was rejected
Bought you to be accepted.

Lively Stone, He has made you.
There is more that He will do;
City of Peace, wall to build,
Structure of stone that will yield
Refuge and peace free within,
By His Spirit to defend.
He made you, Spiritual Stone,
In your heart for Him to throne.
Can you see that you have changed?
In this wall you're arranged.
Mortar'd in by God's power
being called for this hour,
To reach and teach, those restore,
Stones like who you were before.
Did you know you are needed
For His call to be heeded?

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