Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Ode to Moore, Oklahoma

The rain has left, the wind is gone,
The thunder ceased its roar,
The lightening fled, the dark clouds passed,
Tornadoes are no more.


We are aghast at just how fast,
Destruction hit the town,
Every home, and every school,
Is lying on the ground.


Hearts are crying, people are sighing,
Where did the children go?
When the tornado struck, some got stuck,
Will parents ever know?


There is a sound, some have been found,
Rescuers set them free…
A sign of hope, bring out more rope,
Pull rubble away to see…


That man must rise above the lies,
And know there is a plan.
That God does care, He’s everywhere,
And He’ll restore the land.


For earth does groan, and sets a tone,
With destruction in its veins,
Waiting for man to inherit the land,
To walk in authority to reign.


“Peace to the earth,” we need to shout.
“Peace to our thoughts and our words,
Peace to our neighbors, ourselves, our friends,
Harmony in one accord.”


Rise above the perilous earth,
Be seated with Christ the King,
Receive His love and bring it back,
So all the earth can sing.


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