Текст песни Просто сосуды - Отец, они придут домой...

In the world there are many prodigal sons
On the roads of big cities
Seek shelter.
How many of them, broken families,
And hopes broken with her,
The fragments ...

We can not wait any longer ... !!

Weeping saints to heaven
By erring hearts.
We will return them to the house of the Father.
We extend a hand to those
Who can not get up from its knees!
Father, they will come home ...

Even the schools covered by malice.
Church, remember this word -
Compassion.
Do not miss the same generation
In their desperation, and swept away
God is glorified!

We can not wait any longer! ...

Weeping saints to heaven
By erring hearts.
We will return them to the house of the Father.
We extend a hand to those
Who can not get up from its knees!
Father, they will come home ...

Prodigal son! Come back home!
Church! The door opened!
Prodigal son! Come back home!
Church! The door opened!

Weeping saints to heaven
By erring hearts.
We will return them to the house of the Father.
We extend a hand to those
Who can not get up from its knees!
Father, they will come home ...

We extend a hand to those
Who can not get up from its knees!
Father, they will come home ...