Lord, What Kind of World is This?

On the shooting in Tucson, Az

What kind of world is this?

Lord, you said it was good,

But sin’s bite stings

 In every street, every neighborhood.

What kind of world is this?

Why would a person

Kill another human being

With a gun?

What kind of world is this?

Why aren’t we

Our brothers’ keepers,

Why can’t anyone see?

What kind of world is this?

In a nation so free,

A man use violence just because

It’s not exactly the way he wanted it to be.

What kind of world is this?

Is it really so important

That he must take a life?

I can’t understand; I can’t.

What kind of world is this?

It was only an innocent crowd

And he fired into it;

Oh, God, it shouldn’t be allowed!

What kind of world is this?

You know they’ll let him free.

He’ll plead insanity—

Well then, locked up he SHOULD be!

What kind of world is this?

A child had to die.

A Child of Hope—

Hope itself seems a lie.

And I cry.

God, where is hope?

When your beloved creature

Kills another of his own,

Hope has disappeared for sure.

God, where is justice?

As loved ones mourn,

Killers go free

When the courts adjourn.

God, where is care?

When someone can shoot

The faceless people in a crowd

No care is afoot.

God, where is sense?

When he can only

See his own way

Sense is abandoned and lonely.

God, where is peace?

When human kind

Comes to this, Peace seems

Only an idea in my mind

God, where is love?

I can only see hate

Everywhere I look,

Love comes too late.

God, where is mercy?

Does anybody even care

About his fellow man?

There is no mercy there.

But Lord, through my tears

I know in my heart

A very great truth

That was here from the start.

God, you are caring

And Sense personified.

You are Prince of Peace and Love,

Mercy that will never hide.

God will fix

The broken heart

He’ll send fresh hope

And a new start.

The answer is God.

So though we cry,

We know that despite death,

With Christ, we’ll never die.