Lost

I know of a land where truth once it did trod A land where one often heard mention of God Where the good was not twisted for one's gain Where all of the words had meanings so plain Where the rights of the many were not forsaken Where ungodly desires were not undertaken We're told to abandon our God, hunker in place Reigns now greed and fear, anxiety we embrace Sorrowfully does my heart long for that place I've searched on the ground, stared into space Here I am now musing upon that loss of grace Wondering if we'll turn to see His sweet face