Lyrics: Margaret Clarkson (c) 1987 Hope publishing
Tune: English melody: "Kingsfold"
Our cities cry to you, O God, from out their pain and strife; you made us for yourself alone, but we choose empty life.
Our goals are pleasure, gold, and power; injustice stalks the earth; in vain we seek for rest, for joy, for sense of human worth.
Yet still you walk our streets, O Christ, we know your presence here, where humble Christians love and serve, in godly grace and fear. O word made flesh, be seen in us, may all we say and do, affirm you God Incarnate still and turn sad hearts to you.
Your people are your hands and feet to serve your world today, our lives the book our cities read to help them find your way. O pour your sovereign spirit out on heart and will and brain: inspire your church with love and power to ease our cities pain.
O healing savior, Prince of Peace, salvation's source and sum, for you our broken cities cry: O come Lord Jesus, come! With truth your royal diadem, with righteousness your rod, O come, Lord Jesus, bring to earth the city of our God.
This was a new hymn we sang in church today. I loved the lyrics so much, I wanted to share them with you. It's like a prayer!
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Seems reminiscent of an album I have. Something called "Warriors of God." On the cd they have a song "take this city." Perhaps like the song you quoted a little healing would be good first.
Oooh... the word verification I have to submit is cons ache... prophetic... warning... nah, just strange.
"Oooh... the word verification I have to submit is cons ache.."
You kind of lost me here Joe. I'm not too good with word riddles. Let me guess.......................
Rumplestilskin!
Those are excellent lyrics - wow, I really love them. It's hard to find songs with GREAT lyrics like that.
Word verification ... it's the word we have to type in when we leave a comment. Mine is "mallog" today.
:)
Duh! I should know that!
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