"Ocean of love" by Wilma Brooks

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Our Father, where are you?
It's me again, this time I pray
My heart is crying out for our children in this world
So, Father, please help them

Can you see they're so hopeless, so afraid
Nowhere to go, nowhere to stay, so alone
Father, I called out your name
It's me again, please hear my prayer

My heart is crying out for our children in this world

Please help them, they're so hungry and so cold
Afraid of the darkness, afraid of this world

Many days and many nights they're all alone by themselves
Some people turn their backs on them, tears in their eyes
They cry out for love

Broken hearts and broken souls
Only You can make them whole again
Take them in your arms surround them with your love
Make it a special moment between You and them

Take them to your ocean of love
There's enough room for them, You can embrace them
Spread your wings let them ride and soar with You
And make them smile

CHORUS:
To the ocean of love, to the ocean of love
Come little children, fear not the little ones, those who suffer
To the ocean of love, to the ocean of love
Come little children, fear not the little ones, those who suffer
Come to the ocean, to the ocean of love
 

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