Lord see all the wounded
Hear their desperate cries
Echoes of the past resounded
Unfulfilled most of them dies
Lord reach down from your throne
And make your presence known
They need to know you still care
Your voice they need to hear
Speak like you did to the darkness
And bring light to their brokenness
Please heal all their hurting souls
Only you can make them whole
©lenni-x
L