What have we done
He gave us a home perfect and whole
A place to live, A place to grow.
We’ve accepted this Eden,
yet squandered It all.
This earth we’ve turned into the world we know.
The hate, the murders, the wars, the tears.
The earth He created, the world we have made.
Forgive us, Father, Your mercy we bade.
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