Linda L. Bielowski, Ph.D. - The Desk Facing The Window lyrics

weeping in the night for the nomads of Uptown shopping cart shepherds roam concrete fields broken flocks graze the high and low places along Wilson and Lawrence Avenues on a journey to ELIM wondering souls wandering in a wilderness of sin virtue lost mercy misplaced looking for guidance longing for grace seeking to trust searching to see HIM face-to-face