When...?
Oh, God…when?
Unto You …the strength and sustainer of our lives...
we come
Knowing all power in heaven and earth is found in Thee alone…
our Almighty One.
It is with this in mind …we humbly approach and state...
our inquiry
Trusting and believing that our question’s true intent
You understandably…see.
This is not a wild complaint, Lord…laced with
a bold refute
No Lord…but, burdened down we turn, imploring…
to Thee… our only refuge.
Bearing anguish of wilted equality we stand …in our great nation’s
…wings
Our forefather’s blood ignored…forgotten is the shine of their
heroic rings.
With tears and heavy hearts, we bear this hour’s
weight and grief
Thus, we turn to Redeemer, reaching for what only You can give
...relief.
The corrosive arm of racism, unashamed, reaches out for us…
from the hill
So clear, is the fact…that it can only be defeated by Your…
thrustful will.
We Love and need You…leaning hard, as we rise daily to face
this prevailing task
Yet, pining the deliverance that’s sure to come, we yearn…
and do ask...
When...?
Oh, Lord…when?
Psalm 142, Job 13:15-16
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Ron