This Must Be The Place

Souls on the street addicted to sin

Selling themselves to survive

Not understanding the hope they could find

In a place where God's love is alive

They doubt that they could meet the standards necessary

And fear that they'd find judgment rather than a sanctuary

This must be a place where a broken heart can mend

This must be a place where the outcast finds a friend

For we cannot lift the fallen if our hand still holds a stone

And their sin that seems so great to us is no greater than our own

There must be a point where shame meets grace

And this must be the place

The neighbor next door keeps the house looking good

But the home is collapsing within

Pressures of life pull a family apart

And temptation's destruction begins

They doubt the church could have the answers necessary

And fear they'd find rejection rather than a sanctuary

This must be a place where a broken heart can mend

This must be a place where the outcast finds a friend

For we cannot lift the fallen if our hand still holds a stone

And their sin that seems so great to us is no greater than our own

There must be a point where shame meets grace

And the church must be the arms of God reaching out to bring them in

To a place where they can find His love regardless of their sin

This must be a place where a broken heart can mend

This must be a place where the outcast finds a friend

For we cannot lift the fallen if our hand still holds a stone

And their sin that seems so great to us is no greater than our own

There must be a point where shame meets grace

And this must be the place

This must be the place