Tears of the Saints - Leeland

- There are many prodigal sons , on our city streets they run
Searching for shelter
There are homes broken down , people’s hopes have fallen to the ground
From failures
This is an emergency!

There are tears from the saints for the lost and unsaved
We’re crying for them come back home
We’re crying for them come back home
And all your children stretch out their hands and pick up the crippled man
Father, we will lead them home , Father, we will lead them home

There are schools full of hatred , even churches have forsaken
Love and mercy
May we see this generation , in it’s state of desperation
For Your glory
This is an emergency!

There are tears from the saints , for the lost and unsaved
We’re crying for them come back home
We’re crying for them come back home
And all your children stretch out their hands and pick up the crippled man
Father, we will lead them home , Father, we will lead them home

Sinner, reach out your hands , Children, in Christ you stand
Sinner, reach out your hands, Children, in Christ you stand
And all Your children stretch out their hands and pick up the crippled man
Father, we will lead them home , Father, we will lead them home