Our prayers are rising smoke and dust;
our prayers are ash and cinder,
but still we pray
for mercy more
and we to love surrender.
Our prayers are silenced by the wind;
our prayers by floods are swallowed,
and still we pray
for mercy more
to rise up and to follow.
our prayers are ash and cinder,
but still we pray
for mercy more
and we to love surrender.
Our prayers are silenced by the wind;
our prayers by floods are swallowed,
and still we pray
for mercy more
to rise up and to follow.
Our prayers lay bleeding in the street;
our prayers die without a trace,
Lord, still we pray
for mercy more
to extend your hand of grace.
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