Turn around.
Come back.
Don’t believe the lie.
There is nothing that you lack.
You were the one.
To tell me that.
Turn around and live.
Come back to His embrace.
Don’t believe the lie that so many believe.
There is nothing that you lack, even if it feels right.
You were the one, sweet daughter of mine.
To tell me that in the early morning together.
Turn around and live with those who will live with our King forever.
Come back to His embrace and flee from the high places you have given your heart to.
Don’t believe the lie that so many believe, easily deceived by the enemy’s schemes.
There is nothing that you lack, even if it feels right, hear my desperate cry.
You were the one, sweet daughter of mine, when the sweet Words of grace came.
To tell me that in the early morning together.
Come back, I beg, come back.
I’m watching you fade into the distance.
My heart breaks.
I know that path.
Its only destination is death.
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