1. Tears of the Saints

2. There are many prodigal sons, On or city streets they run, Searching for shelter.

3. There are homes broken down, People’s hopes have Fallen to the ground, From failures.

4. This is an emergency! There are tears from the saints, For the lost and unsaved,

5. We’re crying for them, “Come back home.” We’re crying for them, “Come back home.”

6. And all Your children will stretch out their hands, And pickup the crippled man.

7. Father, we will lead them home.

8. There are schools full of hatred, Even churches have forsaken love and mercy.

9. May we see this generation, In its state of desperation, For Your Glory.

10. This is an emergency! There are tears from the saints, For the lost and unsaved,

11. We’re crying for them, “Come back home.” We’re crying for them, “Come back home.”

12. And all Your children will stretch out their hands, And pickup the crippled man.

13. Father, we will lead them home.

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

15. There are tears from the saints, For the lost and unsaved,

16. We’re crying for them, “Come back home.” We’re crying for them, “Come back home.”

17. And all Your children will stretch out their hands, And pickup the crippled man.

18. Father, we will lead them home.

19. And all Your children will stretch out their hands, And pickup the crippled man.

20. Father, we will lead them home.