Evil Fingers
Evil Fingers
They have done it again,
Those evil fingers from the sky,
And yesterday some rose as I, and
Today are gone.
When we understand what we deserve,
Handed down as people and nations,
It would be easy to look at life that way,
But no, oh, no, justice falls on the good and the bad,
Tell me, tell me, then
How natural disasters not caused by human hand,
Fit in to harm our fellow man?
It is one of the mysteries of our God,
Whose sure compassion will rise from sorrow.
Again revealing who we truly are,
If we love Him.
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