Come On Home
The way is clear, to come on home..
So do not think, about where you roam.
The fatted calf and royal robe...
Are well prepared, in your abode.
I beseech you child, to enter in...
And let My Blood, free you from sin.
Out there in the cold, dark world...
Are hungry wolves, to take your soul.
Where I am, I need you there...
So spread your wings and fly right here.
Come as quickly, as you can...
For danger lurks, with Satan's plan.
There is rest, for you, in Me...
With tranquil peace and love so free.
Do not tarry, while it's day...
For while you sleep, there you will stay.
You might think, there is much time.
To ride the tide and dance and rhyme.
But what you fail to understand...
Is that my wish, is your command.
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