An bitter man in a dark prison cell
Hunted by guilt he cannot control
Crying for the wife he murdered
And with her, he killed his own soul

He cries himself to sleep one night
In sorrow he can bare no longer
A soft voice reaches deep within
These words make him stronger

> My dear poor child You are forgiven
> My love is greater than your sin
> My hope greater than your fall
> My power stronger than evil within
> No longer will you walk alone
> Now follow me and be reborn

Teenage girl on a rainy street corner
Tears mix with raindrops on her face
Abandoned baby found on a doorstep
Both hoping for a new start to life’s race

A storm of feelings tearing her apart
A storm around her thundering with light
Then a kind hand reaches out to her
And the voice turns everything bright

> My dear poor child no need to worry
> My love conquers the horror you’re in
> My hope greater than your fall
> My power stronger than terror within
> No longer will you walk alone
> Now follow me and be reborn

A dying man on a hospital bed
Reflects on life full of self pleasure
Insatiable lust, pride, and greed
Now empty and alone to no measure

His barren soul fading as heartbeat fails
Praying for one last chance to reform
A healing touch restarts his heart
And a song signals he is now reborn

> My dear poor child You’ll start again
> My love is greater than pleasures and sin
> My hope greater than your fall
> My power stronger than lust within
> No longer will you walk alone
> Now follow me and be reborn

A shiny Christian in a Sunday church pew
Dreaming up visions of her own holiness
Proud to be different though she is not
Living sweet life in blissful ignorance

In grace God allows for her to struggle
Her visions torn and dreams destroyed
And so she runs to face her true maker
And God perfects her as she’s restored

> My dear poor child You too are forgiven
> My love is greater than your sin
> My hope greater than your fall
> My power stronger than pride within
> No longer will you walk alone
> Now follow me and be reborn

So where do you stand in all of this story?
Or do you feel you’ve fallen too far?
Or are you also so very different?
Will you accept the maker’s call?

> My dear poor child You are forgiven
> My love is greater than your sin
> My hope greater than your fall
> My power stronger than evil within
> No longer will you walk alone
> Now follow me and be reborn

Written Jan 22-23, 2012