Wars and rumors of wars to come,
Devastation and suffering surround me
Hatred, violence, lies and greed
Such is the world we’ve made
Forgive us Lord, heal our land
But first, restore our souls
Save us from our enemy
The father of lies who tempts us still
We of weakened frame cry out
Overwhelmed by brokenness
Please bring your holy light
That saves us from the darkest night
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