Troubling times

O Lord God so faithful and true
Hear my prayer for from a broken heart do I speak
The wicked run rampant as the just seek refuge
For the fear of God has departed from their minds


The persecutors are both judge and jury
Wicked lies in their hearts as they justify iniquity
For they believe you do not hear and your eyes do not see
A righteous God of equity shall not repay?


No man is too high to not fall away
Turn us back to you before we return to dust
For the wicked is victim to the deceit of his own hands
You reap in due season, our plans are not your plans


For the Lord our God is on the side of the oppressed
The meek shall inherit the earth and be blessed
Make your face to shine on those who magnify your light
May your word bring us comfort as the day feels like night


For the earth cries out for the lives of the innocent
And the just cries and sighs for the evils they witness
God will wipe every tear from the faces of his people
As we seek your face, your Kingdom shall be revealed


May your mercy endure until its time
The earth full of your goodness still hidden in mind
May your spirit be raised like a banner we wave
In the mighty and infallible name of Jesus Christ I pray,
Amen

Troubling times