Too many!

Too may dying faces,
too many empty places,
too many lost embraces,
where love and joy has ceased.

Too many politicians
mouthing their false decisions,
too many sharp divisions,
too much has been diseased.

Too many infants dying,
too many parents crying,
too much, the false denying
aborted kids were real!

Too many kids confused by
the false, deceiving great lie,
that gender can be changed by
their choice, just as they feel free.

This world is cruel and dying,
filled with discord and crying,
as mankind keeps denying,
life, without God is death!

We cannot fix the broken,
our efforts are in vain,
too rare love's words are spoken,
and hatred has free reign.

One day, You promised Father,
one day this world will end,
and You will recreate it,
Your reign of love extend.

One day the pain will vanish,
and we will see our Lord
coming with power from heaven,
all beauty to restore.



Oh, how we long for that day!
Oh, how we long to see
all of Your great creation
renewed again by Thee!

Until that day, dear Father,
please give us grace to show
the peace and love You'd rather
want all this world to know.

Work in us, make us holy,
fill us with love and peace,
help us reveal your glory,
this is our earnest plea.