Linda J. Humes

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised, To preach the acceptable year of the Lord. Luke 4:18-19

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Huddled mass, skin and bone,

Family gone, not a home.

Alcohol, to soothe the pain,

Curb the heat, repel the rain.

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The future looks very bleak,

Live day by day, week by week.

Need to change, don’t know how,

Need it bad, need it now.

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Little child, deep inside,

I am here, I am light,

Come to Me,

You’ll be free.

I am Jesus.

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Every night, fight and steal,

Need the drugs, need to deal.

Seated deep, anger hides,

Worthlessness, fear inside.

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Drugs help forget, take you high,

Just for today, it’s gone tonight.

Have to stop, too much strife,

I want to love, I want a life.

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Little child, deep inside,

I am here, I am light,

Come to Me,

You’ll be free.

I am Jesus.

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Daytime I sleep, nights work the street,

Sometimes it’s okay, sometimes I’m beat.

Don’t matter to no one, no one to care,

I can’t run away, I wouldn’t dare.

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I still have a family, ran away from that mess,

Afraid to go back, they hate me, I guess.

I want to be wanted, want someone to care,

I need arms to hold me, someone to be there.

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Little child, deep inside,

I am here, I am light,

Come to Me,

You’ll be free.

I am Jesus

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Work all day, sometimes nights,

Work is tough, at home we fight.

Plagued by bills, how can we pay,

Sometimes I want to run away.

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A wife and kids, they need to be fed,

Would they do better with me dead.

I can’t hardly cope with the pressure today,

There must be something, there must be a way.

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Little child, deep inside,

I am here, I am light,

Come to Me,

You’ll be free.

I am Jesus.

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Home all day, kids to tend,

House to clean, clothes to mend.

Screaming and fussing, night and day,

I want out, but there’s no way.

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Husband’s late, if he comes home at all.

Drinking and fighting, never does call.

Don’t want today, don’t want tomorrow,

There must be some way to end this sorrow.

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Little child, deep inside,

I am here, I am light,

Come to Me,

You’ll be free.

I am Jesus.

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When it all seems to hard,

When there seems no way out,

When it all seems so hopeless,

Lives of anger and doubt.

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There’s one who can help you,

He’s faithful and strong.

He’s waiting to greet you,

Whatever your wrongs.

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He is Jesus.

Written 3/17/95

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