May 14~15, 2013

 

this world with sadness shroud

wrings tears from every joy

pain the uncared for guest

of every celebration

life begins while knowing death

however far its horrid end

the joy of each day’s step

mingles deep, abiding grief

 

would that recompense would come

 

NOW!

 

while love still weeps its loss

 

dear God assuage our tears

and within Your peace enfold us

 

Written after hearing of the murder

of Tim Bosma; family man, Christian,

for whom we had been praying all week.

 

Bruce Cockburn’s rocket launcher is

far too small for such a sadness.

 

Thank God His justice is far more satisfying.