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From the desert calls a voice

Distant and faint, yet firm

Though surrounded by life's noise

Something beckons to return

Now comes a time of choice

For what does your soul yearn?

Covered with filth and blood

Stained with sweat and tears

Wallowing in cold mud

Succumbed to rage and fear

Don't you know you're beloved?

And the Redeemer is near?

As a shepherd who leaves his flock behind

To find a lamb that's gone astray

The Father beckons for His children to come home

No matter how far they have fallen away

Will you answer?

Will you run to Him?

Will you answer?

Will you run to Him?