How long, O Lord, will you hide your face?
How long will the heavens be silent?
How long, O Lord, must we call out your name
still, you hear us and reach out your hand?
Behold your children, forgotten, forsaken,
lost in our shame and our sadness.
Our hearts are barren, our spirits are broken.
Where is the love that you promised?
Our hope is shaken, poured out like water,
dried like the sand in the desert.
Our hearts are hungry, famished, and frightened.
Where is the love that you promised?