On the horizon
Brazen light appears
The dawn of possibilities
Washes away my fears
I motion for companions
Chosen few come near
My call for nourishment
They fervently do hear
These followers of the Redeemer
They’re a special breed
Holy comforters on duty
Willing, and ready to lead
And on the days I stray
I look to the hope of the forgiven
Their lifeline to the Savior
The eternal hope craftsmen
The Lord is my shepherd
In Him will I always trust…
And his messengers of hope
Make my conviction the strongest
You who teach The Word
You have changed all things
Mesmerized the sacred soul
Given the seeker holy and eternal wings!
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