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Come let us go to the house of the Lord The kingdom of God in the city of man A place for all races A place where Your graces dwell in our hearts in the works of our hands Come again Feed Your lambs We are Your hands And now we see eyes in the mirror, reflections of You of what is to come A glorious cloud, a beauty profound in the weird or the orphan the lame and the poor. Come again Feed Your lambs We are your hands Come again Feed your lambs We are Your hands We are a broken world, o Lord Made worthy for the call to love We're healed by grace through faith in You. A people truely set apart We are a broken world, o Lord Letras de cancionesNot worthy to be set apart We die unto our selfish ways and go into Your sacred heart Come again Feed Your lambs We are your hands Come again Feed Your lambs We are Your hands (Thanks to Lexie Apodaca for these lyrics) From Letras Mania