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Cry for Help


Is there no balm in Gilead, o Lord?

Is there no wisdom in Israel?

Must we forever be divided,

Like political factions;

As conservatives and liberals?

It is our sinfulness, o God!

We want to play god--

We all decide as individuals

What the truth is.

We all are our very own pope.

But thou alone art Lord and God,

Savior, Shepherd, King, and Prophet.

Thou only art our Highpriest,

Our Head, our All in all.

Help us to learn!

Help us to listen!

Don't abandon us to ourselves!

Help us now. ...

Help us. . .

Help--


chris







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