My deepest sadness cannot stop me loving God,
I woke this morning sobbing,
As I considered the pain of selfishness,
Deep woundings lacerating hearts.
Emptying souls, draining life,
My plans are useless,
They cannot be trusted,
They are made then you change them,
I am tired Lord, You need to do something,
Please hear the voice of your child today.
I know that I am never far from sin,
I am the least to complain,
But, God why don’t you stand up for your children?
Why do you allow wrong to flourish,
It seems to be always winning,
While your dear children are lost in in a pit of hate,
When will this ever stop?
Nice words cannot cover up what is done,
Love becomes the enemy,
Of those who are deaf to God’s Voice.
I hear the voice of hatred daily,
I see the pain in people’s eyes,
I know its sleepless echo,
I feel its gloating tone,
It makes no sense,
Yet it’s the choice that is made.
In the midst of all this confusion,
I look to my Father,
He listens to my weeping and sobbing,
I know he has it worked out,
Justice is too slow in coming,
But, it won’t be delayed,
Come Lord today,
Lover of the brokenhearted.