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Come Find Me

Here my sins
Sweep them away
Of this temple
Cleanse it all
Deliver the merchants away
And bring the emptiness
Let grace be the paint
And mercy the tiles
Of this temple

Come find me
For I have sinned
And be but a burden
To a church I sought

Come find me here
Help me love again
Make this temple a loving one again
Never a temple where
It shall be described
As rude or mean

But let this temple of Yours
Be a loving one again
Take this pride
And break it away
Shatter it and fling me into the depths
Let this leap of faith
Bring me to solid ground again
Where I may walk among Your gracious ways

Come find me,
This I plea
That I may again
Be the light to Your people.