Make us the blessed
Make us the blessed
by Joel Howard
Lack of rest, busyness
We have built our lives on this
We have built our lives on this
Death and threats, lies and theft
Tell my why is nothing left!
Famine at best - who can contest?
This is why our joy has left!
This is why we are depressed!
God! O God! We now confess
Humbly at Your feet repent
We may again enter Your rest!
Grace again be our defense!
Mercy, now make us the blessed