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Afar from Heaven thy feet have wandered,
Afar from God thy soul has strayed;
His gifts in sin thy hand has squandered,
Yet still in love he calls thee home.
God is near thee, tell thy story;
He will hear thy tale of sorrow,
God is near thee, and in mercy
He will welcome thy return.
Thy feet have found sin's way is thorny,
Thy heart has found its pleasures vain,
Thou hast grown weary, and about thee
The gloom has spread of dark despair.
God is near thee, tell thy story;
He will hear thy tale of sorrow,
God is near thee, and in mercy
He will welcome thy return.
The broken heart the Lord will favour,
The contrite spirit he will bless;
He came to be the lost one's Saviour,
He came to be the sinner's friend.
God is near thee, tell thy story;
He will hear thy tale of sorrow,
God is near thee, and in mercy
He will welcome thy return.
Tell out thy need, and he'll befriend thee,
Pour out thy heart's deep grief to him,
His boundless love, unmeasured mercy,
His free forgiveness are for thee.
God is near thee, tell thy story;
He will hear thy tale of sorrow,
God is near thee, and in mercy
He will welcome thy return.
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