Lord Heal Our Land

by Joyce Crowe

Senseless cruelty that we cannot understand
Heartless and selfish acts that break our hearts.
Tears pour down our faces and flood the land,
As the mourning for innocent victims, starts.
We shake our fists and retribution we demand!
Broken bodies carried away on ambulance carts.
Some lost forever. Others will never again stand,
Dependent on a wheelchair, or artificial body parts.

Prayers are lifted, asking God to heal our homeland
And to change the murderous and selfish hearts
Of those who would cause further harm, by their hand,
To those who do not deserve their poisonous darts.
Lord Jesus have mercy! Please help us to stand
Against the enemy, before such cruelty even starts.
Bring us comfort and uphold us with Your right hand.
Still the storms within; and from our side, never depart!

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Dedicated to those who were slaughtered and the ones who survived, in Connecticut, Friday, December 14, 2012.

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Lord Heal Our Land

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