How close are we today to this debacle and decline,
As hundreds murder innocents and think it's very fine?
Vast armies sweep across far lands, and blood is spilled by drones;
juggernauts mow down the crowd and crush their raging bones.
Those who wield authority are Gadianton-bound;
shooting children, crushing widows down into the ground.
The holy places still remain, but few seem to desire
the safety and assurance of the Savior's cleansing fire.
How long, how long, the ancient question flares again today,
until the great Jehovah carries justice to the prey?
Save me from despair, O Lord, and quicken my weak trust,
so in your bosom I may hide when devils shove and thrust!
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