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COME TO YOUR SENSES
(Peter Boothroyd)

Come to your senses, give heed to My cry
Don't keep your head in the sand
Won't you come out from the snare that you're in
You will be safe in My hand

You know you are lost, you know you're not free
There's so much darkness within
It gives you no rest, it gives you no peace
You moan of the state that you're in
Why do you stay in a place you don't like
You know it's no fun where you're at
Come unto Me and I'll give you rest
It's really as simple as that

You've put your trust in the things you can see
You've tried to convey you're OK
But look deep within at the state of your heart
And tell me there's no better way
You've tried this and that, but it stayed just the same
You've come to the end of your rope
It's time to give heed to the voice that's within
The one that will lead you to hope

© 2003 Prophetica Publishing


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