Leeland Tears Of The Saints There are many prodigal sons On our city streets they run Searching for shelter There are homes broken down People's hopes have fallen to the ground From failures. This is an emergency! There are tears from the saints For the lost and unsaved We're crying for them come back home We're crying for them come back home And all Your children stretch out their hands And pick up the crippled man Father, we will lead them home Father, we will lead them home. There are schools full of hatred Even churches have forsaken Love and mercy! May we see this generation In its state of desperation For Your glory. This is an emergency! There are tears from the saints For the lost and unsaved We're crying for them come back home We're crying for them come back home And all Your children stretch out their hands And pick up the crippled man Father, we will lead them home Father, we will lead them home. Sinner, reach out your hands Children, in Christ you stand And sinner, reach out your hands! And children, in Christ you stand! There are tears from the saints For the lost and unsaved We're crying for them come back home We're crying for them come back home And all Your children stretch out their hands And pick up the crippled man Father, we will lead them home Father, we will lead them home. And all Your children will stretch out their hands And pick up the crippled man Father, we will lead them home Father, we will lead them home. Mirror lyrics: Father, we will lead them home. Father, we will lead them home And pick up the crippled man And all Your children will stretch out their hands Father, we will lead them home. Father, we will lead them home And pick up the crippled man And all Your children stretch out their hands We're crying for them come back home We're crying for them come back home For the lost and unsaved There are tears from the saints And children, in Christ you stand! And sinner, reach out your hands! Children, in Christ you stand Sinner, reach out your hands Father, we will lead them home. Father, we will lead them home And pick up the crippled man And all Your children stretch out their hands We're crying for them come back home We're crying for them come back home For the lost and unsaved There are tears from the saints This is an emergency! For Your glory. In its state of desperation May we see this generation Love and mercy! Even churches have forsaken There are schools full of hatred Father, we will lead them home. Father, we will lead them home And pick up the crippled man And all Your children stretch out their hands We're crying for them come back home We're crying for them come back home For the lost and unsaved There are tears from the saints This is an emergency! From failures. People's hopes have fallen to the ground There are homes broken down Searching for shelter On our city streets they run There are many prodigal sons Relevant Tags: TTears OOf TThe SSaints ears f he aints eTars fO hTe aSints fears kf fhe zaints fTears kOf fThe zSaints Tfears Okf Tfhe Szaints 5ears 9f 5he waints 5Tears 9Of 5The wSaints T5ears O9f T5he Swaints hears 0f hhe daints hTears 0Of hThe dSaints Thears O0f Thhe Sdaints years lf yhe eaints yTears lOf yThe eSaints Tyears Olf Tyhe Seaints 6ears if 6he xaints 6Tears iOf 6The xSaints T6ears Oif T6he Sxaints gears Off ghe aaints gTears O gThe aSaints Tgears Of Tghe Saaints rears Oc rhe rTears Ocf rThe Sints Trears Ofc Trhe Siants Teears Or Szints Tars Orf Te Taers Ofr Teh Sazints Tsars Og Tje Sqints Tsears Ogf Tjhe Sqaints Tesars Ofg Thje Saqints T3ars Ot Tue Ssints T3ears Otf Tuhe Ssaints Te3ars Oft Thue Sasints Tfars Ov Tne Swints Ovf Tnhe Tefars Ofv Thne Sawints Trars Od Tbe Sxints Odf Tbhe Terars Ofd Thbe Saxints T4ars Tge Saiints T4ears Sants Te4ars Thge Sanits Tdars Tye Sajnts Tdears Sajints Tedars Thye Saijnts Twars Thee Sa9nts Twears Th Sa9ints Tewars The Sai9nts Teaars Ths Salnts Ters Thse Salints Teras Thes Sailnts Tezrs Th3 Saonts Tezars Th3e Saoints Teazrs The3 Saionts Teqrs Thf Saknts Teqars Thfe Sakints Teaqrs Thef Saiknts Tesrs Thr Sa8nts Thre Sa8ints

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