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Are you lost in church
And searching for His people?
Is hope not to be found
In churches with high steeples?

Well Jesus voice is calling
Listen close and you will hear
Come out of her my people!
The way of life is over here

Are you tired of being entertained
Paying money for lights and games
Do you want to find a place
Where you'll never be the same?

Well I can tell you about a place
I've found a church of a different kind
Where if you'll run and keep the pace
My lord will completely renew your mind

For it's here that you can make it
Where both truth and life abound
So if you're really hungering and thirsting
I'll tell you of the oasis I've found

You see I'm part of a great work
And I'm striving till I die
And though someday I'll go to sleep
I know again I'll rise

I've been called out for a purpose
I'm specially chosen for the part
And when I think about my priviledge
I say My God, how great thou art!

Oh yes the life I live is amazing
It's the best opportunity
So if you're still interested
I'll tell you where to find me

Well I'm a child of heaven
Daughter of the highest
King of kings, lord of lords
I'm a part of the body of christ!





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