Lord, help the mothers
Late at night
While buried in distress and fright
Who’ve just learned they now carry life
Lord, not to be deceived.
Lord, help the counsellors
In their schools,
Or in Planned Parenthood counselling rooms
While they play God and offer schemes
Lord, help them for they are deceived.
Lord, help the doctors
Who with their hands
Bring death, help them to understand
This is no money making game
Lord, help them to feel their shame.
Lord, help the child in the womb
Now as he blossoms and he blooms
Into one created by your hand
Who helpless rests and waits for day
Lord, let his life not end this way.
Lord, help the children in the world
While learning lies in their classrooms
And on TV, that it must be
We are only part of a natural plan
Of selection, so the weaker die
Lord, open up the children’s eyes.
Lord, help young teens
Who believe the advice
Of adults passing condoms out
Without thinking twice
Who tell them it’s normal
To explore, and leave all risks at the door
Birth control will keep you safe
But where are these people
When the kid’s hearts break?
Oh Lord, help the teens
Like only you can
By giving grace in Jesus Christ
I pray before they wreck their life.
Lord, finally help this nation
Of sinners, taken and foolish
Like I was, for we’ll surely perish
Lest you have mercy on our souls
How far will this madness go?
One day we’ll stand before your throne
To give an account
We’ll stand alone
All human wisdom will fall to the ground
Only those trusting in Jesus will be found
Accepted and forgiven
No matter their crimes
Lord, help them before they run out of time.