I'm lonely.

My love life's lost.

Fill the hole inside me

at any cost.

I need somebody.

My life is not complete.

I feel the emptiness,

and my joy starts to deplete.

I cry out to my God

to tell Him how I feel,

"Send me a savior,

who's just a bit more real."

Send me a saviour

to fix the brokenness done.

Send me another saviour

better than the last one.

by Daniel Richard Beuttenmuller

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NATIVE TONGUES
Spring 1998: Volume 7, Edition 2
Southern Nazarene University
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