5 Minutes of Hope

Far, far from the fold;

heart, callous and cold.

A tale too often told,

a love for God grown cold.

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Father, fan the flame.

Renew me once again.

Remove my guilt and shame;

as I call upon your Name.

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Re-ignite the fire within.

Take away my loathsome sin.

Father God, I know you can,

revive my heart, once again.

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“A bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out …” Isaiah 42:3