What in this life have we done to deserve uncertainty?
The innocent die in the blink of an eye while the guilty live prosperous
What is happening, Merciful Father?
Should I turn from you?
What is happening, Our Merciful Father?
Should I hate you?
This question burns inside me; can I put my trust in you?
When all else fails in my life, what am I suppose to do?
But if you came to prove your grace, would we accept or would we crucify you?
Surely we've turned from design. Surely we have turned from plan
The innocent die in the blink of an eye while the guilty live prosperous
What is happening, Merciful Father?
Should I turn from you?
What is happening, Our Merciful Father?
Should I hate you?
This question burns inside me; can I put my trust in you?
When all else fails in my life, what am I suppose to do?
But if you came to prove your grace, would we accept or would we crucify you?
Surely we've turned from design. Surely we have turned from plan