Here I sit and wring my hands
A stranger lost in foreign lands
Brainwashed and so full of fear
As if Almighty God weren't here
I cringe at every law they pass
So powerless I am! Alas!
Part of me would like to pray
But think of what my friends would say!
I grind my teeth at each offense
All these sinners make me tense
I block the voice from God above
Who says, "Reach out to them in love."
The Ten Commandments I lament
Cannot be scribed in some cement
But while I picket City Hall
I do forget to keep them all
I'm too caught up in church and state
The world has taught me how to hate
It isn't fair that I be brave
When I know I'm already saved.
The world is languishing in night
Christ died so I would be the light
So why do I live in such dread
When I could bring His life instead?
I struggle less as time goes on
Is Christ's liberation gone?
If you should die before I'm free
Apologize to God for me.
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The last two lines were perfect! You mirror my own feelings on this subject and I like the "Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep" feel. It really drives home the fact that a large part of the Christian world is fast asleep.
