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
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