BTTT
Weeping and wailing over the world
Cries of loss that pierce the night,
Despair and grief piling high upon anger
Oil of death waiting to ignite,
Open our eyes, O we your children, Lord
Rip the veils from our sight.
In a world that shows so clearly
the heart of darkness that beats
there right beneath the surface,
in our homes and in our streets
Show us how to walk as your children, Lord,
bearers of Your light.
Only your light can shatter the midnight,
Only your touch can soften the hate,
Without your voice to soothe the anger,
There is no escape from the evil fate
That awaits your erring children, Lord.
Keep us in your sight!
In this hard world that sin has wrought
A hard world growing ever darker,
May we who call you Master see
That what you taught us is the marker
And that acting as your children, Lord
Be your hands in the night.