Look at them, Lord!
They’re battered and bruised, wrapped tight by their chains-
No light in their eyes, no hope in their veins.
They’re lonely and stressed, and angered by wrongs
Wrongs real or imagined leveled by throngs.
They’re afraid of pain, o’erwhelmed by their cares,
Depressed in life and filled with despair.
Look at them!
Look at me, Lord!
I’m tired of seeing them slip and fall-
Of facing their anger, names that they call.
I’m weary of violence, stories they tell
Heading them downward, of days spent in hell.
I’m saddened by losses of gains they’ve made,
Of truths that they heard, of games that they played.
Look at me!
Look to Me, child!
Around you is life not all you desired-
Filled with the challenge my love has inspired.
There are hardships its true, struggles abound
Life’s just not simple, there’s uneven ground.
I gave the answer, provided the way,
I purchased man’s freedom, insured a bright day.
Look to Me!
Go to him, child!
Caregiver or captive the need’s the same-
All need a way out of bondage and shame,
A book to teach us and give direction-
Guide us by steps and give us connection.
To God who loves us, and makes Himself real,
To our understanding, to all we feel.
Go to Him!
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