What hands can comfort the lost soul
Who wanders wayside all alone
What words can bring him needed peace
To make them feel that they are known
To walk a path no light to guide
Will granted cause one’s faith to stir
Their once paved road has reached an end
Direction gone - but still endures
For hope that one day soon will show
The needed light to bring them home
And feel the purpose why they’re here
And know HIS truth and that it cures
For Christ is there to lend His hand
No matter what, no matter when
His words are pure – His love for all
Will bring the lost soul home again