| i hear the voices from the shore.
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| they say «come home young man come home.» |
| the grows with every mile and lures
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| me in with hellish tones «one more night» a lover cries. |
| «come back to bed and
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| you’ll find your rest.» |
| «your bed’s a coffin» i reply. |
| «your love’s the doorway
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| that will lead me to my death.» |
| (get back).
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| still her voice is stirring and I can’t drown it out with just a word.
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| «make haste make haste» — i tell myself. |
| «you must learn to let go of her.
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| you must let go.»
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| another voice transcends the miles.
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| deadly as poison but sweet as wine. |
| «come out tonight» she says to me.
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| «and we’ll have ourselves a good old time.
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| remember that night we sang and danced and drank ourselves into a trance?
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| ««course I remember» — i shouted back. |
| «that's the night i lost my innocence.
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| «but her voice lingers and I can feel it draw me even still. |
| «make haste make
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| haste» i tell myself. |
| «don't let the lust control your will.
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| you’ve had your fill.»
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| now sorrow grips my warring mind as i think of the people still lining the
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| shore.
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| lovers and friends i left behind because they couldn’t see what i left for.
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| a one-night stand.
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| a pint of beer.
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| did i find happiness in these?
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| i looked for peace in every pleasure but they only brought me further to my
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| knees.
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| now a voice is calling me and i can feel it draw me out to Sea. |
| «make haste make haste» it says to me. |
| «you must set sail to be set free.
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| you must set sail.
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| come away.
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| come awake.»
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| alas i hear a voice call out.
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| He says «come home young man come home.» |
| the grows with every mile and lures me
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| in with heavenly tone. |
| «one more step» my Savior cries. |
| «come here to Me and
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| I’ll give you rest.» |
| my feet hit the water and i run at last right through the
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| door to life and death.
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| and all the voices start to soften as i walk with my Savior on these waves.
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| «be still be still» He tells my soul. |
| «your sin is lying in the grave.
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| don’t heed the voice from the shore.
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| they have no power in this place.
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| take heart take heart you’re in my arms.
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| we’re walking on a Sea of Grace.
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| your soul is safe.» |