Lured Appeal Lyrics

To you, oh Lord
I'm stretching my hands
With this aching body
I'm dealing between life and death
No long days to suffer,
No sharpened knifes
And no sleepless hunger…
Remember that my lost condition
Caused dear Lord thy mortal mission
Spear my soul, that day's perdition...

No more sorrow, no more tears
A fadding tomorrow
Pale white lights expecting to hug me
Dressed in shadows and lost I roam
To you I turn to
To you I turn to
To ease my destiny
I seek...

All my prayers deserve thy spurning
Yet thy eyes of pity burning
With the ship of my salvation
And thy rise be my station
In this awful separation...