
Where are You tonight?
As the world’s not seeming right
While the bullies come out to play
Innocent people becoming their prey
Do You see them, what they’re doin’?
As cities lay in ash and ruin
How do we get away from all that?
When the problem always sits where it’s always sat
I see a wide river of prayers in the sky
Making their way to You, The Most High
Across your desk the petitions make their way
To get their answers and hear Your say
So where are You tonight?
While the brothers and the father fight
Peering over the edges of Heaven is where You’re at
Clutching Your heart, begging them, please don’t do that

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Amy, your poems always get straight to the heart! That is the question many have been asking for centuries, ions even, through their struggles and pain. I love your answer. “He’s right there peering over the edges of heaven, clutching His heart, begging please don’t do that.” And whispering a prayer, “There’s a better way. And the price is paid in full.”
Love love this one! 💜💕 🌙 💫 🌟 👶✝️
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Awe thanks a bunch!
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Welcome!
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