God where are the fulfillment of the promises made. How we long to rest in the shadow of you wings. There is no peace of mind and wisdom longed for is lost. What has become of justice it calls out in the street but there is no one to answer the call. The pain of the fall echoes through time like a futile call for grace. Let the people who remember the truth stand firm and be examples of possibilities be strong in deed and song. Be blessed and know the truth is greater than the lie.
