Almighty God, where are you?
In this darkest hour,
We call for you, begging for your light.
For many years now, we have lived with a scar on our land.
It was created with the toppling of buildings and planes upon our soil.
The loss of life, infernal.
The loss of innocence, disturbing.
The darkness fell upon on
Like a veil, as the dust covered us for miles.
For some the pain is still potent.
The grief too much to bear.
The bitterness harsh.
The anger desperate.
But you are a mighty God.
A just and merciful God.
While grace is your first instinct,
Your righteousness will not be denied.
We cry out for your mercy upon our brokenness.
We cry out for redemption from our pain.
The love of God shall never fail
Death, broken in the resurrection,
Is not the last call upon our souls.
Love is the infinite power
That will prevail.
God is love.