Too long have I had my dwelling among those who hate peace.
I am for peace, but when I speak, they are for war!
Just say it, Lord.
Say the words to heal this rift and
Stop this struggle.
The sound of your voice
Will heal these wounds,
Will give the freedom
We think we have but lack.
Give us faith to be whole.
Too long, we have listened to velvet lies,
Caught up in the imaginary world of our own righteousness.
Forgive us, O Lord.
Heal us from the foolishness of thinking
We are our own gods
With no need for your saving grace.
We long for the healing honey of your voice.
Give us knowledge to know not just our faith
But the object of our faith.
May you, the object of our faith and worship,
Be our desire.
Your word makes our arrogance disappear.
Heal us from what we consider just anger
To you for ignorance.
Shine your wisdom to
Enlighten prisons of darkness
We have built.
Have mercy on us.
We want to live in the belief of your ability.