Lord, How Long? - Tom McRae

Silent, broken

Bruised and cloaked

In this desert night

I wait for you

My eyes wide open

I face this moment

And picture you

By my side

Funny how the things of this world

Quickly fall away

And everything is equal to me In this final place

So how long, Lord, how long

And how long, Lord, how long

Stars above me The earth beneath me And this sinner’s place in between.

My god

My country

My blood

My enemy

My reason

Desert me now

Funny how the things of this world

Quickly fall away

And everything is equal to me In this final place

So how long, Lord, how long

And how long, Lord, how long

And how long, Lord, how long

And how long Lord, how long