Why don’t they see Who You are?
Eyes closed, they run so far!
Can’t they hear the sands of time?
Ears stopped, convinced they’re just fine
Can’t they smell that Your mercy is new each day?
Their noses held high, arms crossed, with nothing to say
Oh Lord how can they not feel You all around?
Cold and hidden, thinking they cannot be found
Why don’t their mouths water for Your daily bread?
As they refuse to taste and see Your words in red
Anxiety, violence, fear and depression
They ignore it as they go about their newest obsession
My God smell the sweet savor of our praises
Hear loud and clear each one as it raises
Help them to see their sins, their offenses
And I pray for each of them to come to their senses