Crying out loud lessons of life
Nothing though enters my being
Wilderness it is like, your voice has entered
No one listens and learns it seems
Whoever would believe these things I say
Savior, they say, is not what they seek
No one dared to be brave
All want the popular myth
Christ’s disciples can we be
When all wish not be like him
Christ has died and gone
None of us any longer like to be one.
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