I see the children of God
—before my eyes I see an army
And looking forth I weep
Countless are spewed upon the cold earth
Wounded and bleeding
—their wounds festering from infection
And looking over to the enemy’s side
I see a hundredfold held prisoner—
The chains are so heavy upon them!
Oh how my heart hurts!
This is not an army in victory—
It is an army in complete and utter defeat
Arise oh God!
We need your power!
We need your strength!
Come oh Healer and anoint our wounds
Come oh Liberator and set us free
Come oh Holy One and make us holy
Oh Jesus we are dying
We need living water
Quench our parched lips with the water of life
Oh Jesus we are dying
Bury us with You through baptism into death
In order that just as You were raised from the dead
Through the glory of the Father
We too may live a new life!
Oh Spirit crucify the old self
That our decaying bodies of sin might be done away with
That we should no longer be slaves to sin
—because anyone who has died has been freed
Oh Triune God from the soil of defeat bring victory!
Oh Triune God from the soil of death bring life!
Oh Triune God from the soil of brokenness be glorified!
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