America Father

Father? Have You looked at us lately? We're so far away And so full of hate, for each other. Father? Have You listened much lately? The things that we say Make my head hang in shame and disgrace. Father? Are You reading the papers? The things that are written Make me think that we're smitten with pride and conceit. And Father Will You be voting? The people on both sides are hoping Sure hoping You see things their way? Father? Have You seen Your house lately? They're pretending You're there while pretending to care. Acting like they've got it all worked out/shadow boxing the air. Scoring each round and, Strutting and hawking our wares. Father The children are dying. Mothers are crying. No one seems to care. Father? Do any lives really matter? It seems like the mad hatter is debating the wind with the Hare. Father? Seems like we trust in the voting booth more than the closet of prayer. Father? Are You paying attention? Guess I failed to mention We're in the express lane so hurry? Father? Can You take my order I called in advance? Like the genie in the bottle. And please hurry when You get the chance. . Father? After all this Are we too far gone? What have we missed? And Father, We're so good at judging And telling You just where we think You need to be. Father, It's easy to see when it's someone else not me. And How do we find our way home? And Have we been gone too long? And Do You still care? Are you still there? Are we all alone? Please take us home to the 51st psalm? . Create . . . in me, a clean heart Renew a right spirit in me. Don't throw me away Teach me Your ways. Let me love my enemies the way that You say. . Jesus? When did I see You cold? When did I see You hungry? When did I visit You In prison? Did I pass You by on the side of the road? Was I too busy watching the show? Let me be Meek poor in spirit and kind. Let me be a peacemaker. Let my message be Jesus Christ, Him crucified. Father? Have You looked at us lately? I'm sure hoping and hoping, That You've still got plenty of Grace.