Why O why do people hurt so much?
Day after day, month after month,
I see nothing but hurting people.

God how can us humans hurt
One another so bad that it makes
People go out and commit suicide?

How can our sin be so innocent?
And yet cause someone to die?
Is it so true that we really have power?

Is that saying, 'The tongue has
The power of life and death'� so true?
Lord rise up these hurting vessels

So many turn to other things yet
Very few turn to you, Lord, do not
Curse them for that, but have mercy.

For they are the hurting and
Broken spirited and need you.
I am one of them that need you.

I believe you will rise up a great generation
For this is the generation of the hurting
But you will change that into
The generation for Jesus.
© Rachel Ostrander (2/1/06)

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