Sirens in the night
chills travelling up my neck
panic through my heart
Sirens causing fear
screaming within the darkness
pulling hope away
God is a siren
proclaiming help is close by
rescue is now here
Panic steals the peace
different hearts have different fears
this sound has stories
His peace is within
His voice calling from afar
summoning the help
Sirens have meant pain
they summon so much anger
echoing for days
Their voice has now changed
sirens did not cause the fear
fear tries to ambush
The louder His voice
the deeper His comfort feels
His siren brings rest
Cries all around us
is evil going to win
evil is so loud
Loud pries our focus
loud does not mean power
loud has its own fear
God has the power
yet our own anger wants it
trying to own it
Man tries to posture
assuming authority
presuming knowledge
God’s patience is vast
even when we break His heart
He waits for ours
How long will God pause
when will His patience be done
will He say, “enough!”
God’s word does not change
but our hearts are so fickle
we care less and less
Until our hate kills
without pause we will destroy
and claim to be just
God sheds tears for us
as we kill His creations
and put ourselves first
Do we not yet see
how our way is not working
how our hate still grows
We water God’s seeds
but our water is poison
that wilts His blossoms
We were the blossoms
we were to tend His garden
do we prefer death
How long will God wait
we should have been the blossoms
what do we do now?
Grace Notes 