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Have you ever purchased a CD or downloaded it and played it through a few times only half way listening? Have you ever had the experience of hearing a song for the first time after hearing it many times? Perhaps because of sermon prep or a book you’d been reading or a conversation, but something about the lyrics of the song grabs you and demands your attention. That recently happened to me on the song, “Tears of the Saints,” by the group Leeland. It is a song that we will be doing in church soon.

The song is available on iTunes. If you want to watch a video of it being performed at Creation 2007, there is a link on the above site and you’ll need to endure a 30 second registration at MonsterPod. Here are the lyrics:

Tears of the Saints

There are many prodigal sons
On our city streets they run
Searching for shelter
There are homes broken down
Peopleâ??s hopes have fallen to the ground
From failures

This is an emergency!

There are tears from the saints
For the lost and unsaved
Weâ??re crying for them come back home
Weâ??re crying for them come back home
And all your children will stretch out their hands
And pick up the crippled man
Father, we will lead them home
Father, we will lead them home

There are schools full of hatred
Even churches have forsaken
Love and mercy
May we see this generation
In its state of desperation
For Your glory

This is an emergency!

There are tears from the saints
For the lost and unsaved
Weâ??re crying for them come back home
Weâ??re crying for them come back home
And all your children will stretch out their hands
And pick up the crippled man
Father, we will lead them home
Father, we will lead them home

Sinner, reach out your hands!
Children in Christ you stand!
Sinner, reach out your hands!
Children in Christ you stand!

There are tears from the saints
For the lost and unsaved
Weâ??re crying for them come back home
Weâ??re crying for them come back home
And all Your children will stretch out their hands
And pick up the crippled man
Father, we will lead them home
Father, we will lead them home