My heart cries out to you, oh Lord,
Enfold them in your grace.For they have known such pain and fear
They long for your embrace.
They are the innocents, now lost,
Who come to you in tears,Embrace them in your soothing love
And free them from their fears.
We weep, who must now carry on,
No joy shares sorrow’s place.We cannot fathom such evil,
Though we have seen its face,
But there’s no evil born of man
That can’t be healed though you.And we cry out in our despair
Dear Lord, please bring us through.
Psalm 55:4
My heart is in anguish within me; the terrors of death
have fallen on me.
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