Comfort us

High and exalted you sit on high
Comforting your people as you see and feel their groans and sighs
Generations have come and gone all bound by demonic lies
The Powerful have oppressed
Over wealth, glory and title they have obsessed
Overlooking the poor and the afflicted whom with their lips they have cursed
The poor die naked
The beggars die on the streets
Whilst the dogs of the wealthy feast on luxurious treats
The young rebel against the old and all hearts seek after idols; the world is jaded
The poor have murdered in revolt
Revolution was their melody and murder was the song
Mankind is lost in darkness yet still you have looked down and shown your light
Still you separate for yourself children of Adam and in Christ make them your delight
Like sheep we have all gone astray
Our hearts have wandered away
Yet in Christ’s atonement you have made us a way
You have given life where there was death
To the dead men you have given new breath
High and exalted you sit on High
Yet you descended and dwelt among us to shine your light
To The Father you have ascended to intercede for us
By Your Spirit you draw us who were afar of nigh