Where are you oh Lord?

When will you return?

I am getting worried and a little concerned.

The Lambs lay here crying, sad it is to hear

Their bleating is continuous in my ear.

Come dear Lord, come quickly I pray

For evil has come to us today.

On bended knee before your throne

I know you hear them for we are not alone.

Christ is here within our mists, asking,

" Father please let me go,

To my people far below."