I can see why to try in futile despair
To redeem our nation so deeply ensnared
A victim of history, a hostage of tears
Breeding venomous citizens on a pretense of fear
A lumbering weight has been chained round her neck
Thrown into the lake with devastating effect
The circular ripples grow outward with ease
Their terrible consequence unable to cease
So many in search of a savior in vain
Find it in pride or pretense or pain
Auditioning idols to absolve their guilt
Calling all the wrong gods to a role they can't fill
And when you stand before God your worthiness to show him
And your hands remain empty of any real token
With your anger and hatred and judgmental thought
Paid for by a Man who proved He was God
Will you still deny Him in favor of sin?
This Jesus, the Savior who died, but now lives?
© 2006 C. R. Alexander
