Now with these hands,
With these hands,
With these hands,
I pray Lord
With these hands,
With these hands,
I pray for the strength, Lord
With these hands,
With these hands,
I pray for the faith, Lord
We pray for your love, Lord
We pray for the lost, Lord
We pray for this world, Lord
We pray for the strength, Lord
We pray for the strength, Lord
Come on, rise up
"My City's In Ruins", Bruce Springsteen
Six years later, we still search for words. For strength. For prayer. For God. May we have the strength to never forget. To always remember. To approach comprehension of the sacrifice and unwavering courage of man. To Love. Above all else, may we be searching for strength to love.
1 comment:
A noble thought to be sure, but it's AS important to remember that millions in the world want to kill us, simply and only because we chose to have the nerve to pray to someone other than a false prophet.
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