Dear Lord, I am here on my knees, crying,
For I have strayed and my faith is dying;
Holy Shepard, guide me back to God's route;
Make me pure and cleanse me as I cry out:
Come, Lord Jesus, Come!
Lord, I undress my sinful soul to you;
I bare it all, everything's in your view;
And I feel your merciful eyes on me,
I get closer to you and say with glee:
Come, Lord Jesus, Come!
Dear Lord, I can feel your holy presence;
In your embrace, I can taste your essense;
I can feel your passion, your fire, your heat;
And on this night I joyfully repeat:
Come, Lord Jesus, Come!
Lord, I worship your body and kiss your feet;
Our hearts come together and share one beat;
You opened me and entered me with love,
And to this blessed act I shout up above:
Come, Lord Jesus, Come!
Dear Lord, you cleanse me and ****** out my sin!
You penetrate my soul and place God in!
You reach to the darkest regions of me,
And instill the comfort of Christianity:
Come, Lord Jesus, Come!
Lord, you erase all my mistakes and woes;
I can feel your power from my head to toes;
Like a white horse, you are pure and perfect;
As you work your miracle, I loudly inject:
Come, Lord Jesus, Come!
Dear Lord, you release me from damnation,
And pour on me your holy salvation,
And I am again innocent and gay;
And as you depart, I thank you and say:
Come, Lord Jesus, Come!
if there's a hell, i'd be in it.
(THIS IS A POEM ABOUT HAVING *** WITH JESUS PLEASE READ BETWEEN THE LINES THINK MADONNA'S LIKE A PRAYER K THNX)