Outcry

Lord let now my faith elude me
In this generation
Where thoughts do yearn concern for those
In spiritual starvation

My heart cries out to thee, O God
For sheep whose way is lost
In one's eternal search for self
Spirit, may they find the cross

And though I claw and clamber through
The bittersweet blues of life
Jesus my hope and glory be
My prayers in thee suffice