You wept over Jerusalem
Because they did not see
The grace that stood before them
The chance to be free
And the house of prayers
Became a den of thieves
You must weep for us now
Because we’re too blind to see
The grace offered to us all
The chance to be free
We prefer our cheap substitutes
We’ve murdered the mystery
We cling to earthly treasures
And have turned our back on Thee
Self sufficient but self has limits
Temporary pleasures of desire
Trying to warm ourselves in dying embers
Lost our touch with the Holy fire
So we bicker and fight and blame
We share so much doubt and pain
It’s more contagious than
The one hundred year plague
Despair corners us in and chokes
Out any last breaths of hope
And though I have not yet seen
the holy eastern land
I look on this land before me
And weep for my fellow man
Lord we need you
Wake us up
Too okay with sleeping
Or numbing pain with drugs
Lost our will to take a stand
Pain ain’t the only thing that’s numb
Our desire for justice for all
Our ability to discern the truth
On lies we sleep, slip and fall
We waste away our youth
Our lamp oil is running low
Wake us up from our slumber
Ready us, ignite our souls
Break this spell we’re under
Starting with seeds of doubt
self condemnation and ambitious gain
settling for counterfeit truth
Just to avoid temporary pain
Forgetting that for want of a horse
A kingdom can be lost not gained
Darkness has reared it’s head
And the headlines says evil wins
But Victory is still on the throne
It’s up to me to join in
Which side am I on?
Which side are you joining in?
Cause even the sidelines aren’t safe
And they are preying on our children
We have to stand up and fight
Or else we get sucked in
To the illusions of the night
And the labyrinths of our sins
All is not lost
But there is a cost
But a little pain
Is worth the gain
Of the precious lives at stake
Cause love alone is the final fight
and we have some ground to take
Stabbing Windmills 