Her Loud Cry

Lord, I’m tired of this world
Of the anger and the hate
Of the violence and angry words
Of seeing pain and hurt

Lord, I’m tired of this world
Of the celebrated sins
Of the chaos that engulfs us
Of the lies that cause it all

Lord, I’m tired of the hypocrisy
Of the rejection you face daily
Of the censorship within our own ranks
Of the apathy of the Laodiceans

Lord, I’m tired of seeing this in me
Of my battle against my flesh
Of the thoughts that creep in my head
Of the emotions that try to drown me

Lord, I’m tired of waiting 
Of yearning to go home
Of not being in your presence 
Of not being able to hug you

Lord, most of all I’m grateful 
For your sure word and promises to us
For your love, grace and mercy
For your soon return to take us home