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Earnestly Preaching
Written by: Cricket

We come to your doors
quiet and meek
looking for those
who truth do seek

Without a word
you slam the door
without a thought
as youv'e done before

I ask you to listen
hear my plea
for from this world
you must flee

We want all to have life
and none to die
that is why we come
though you don't care why

Still earnestly we go
preaching everyday
though most of you shun us
we love you anyway