When tragedy falls within the school walls, our nation it appalls; But God is most angry when He recalls what happened in the halls; "Vengeance is Mine!" is what He calls in the Roman letter known as Paul's; Everyone who galls and breaks His laws will give Him cause to open up His jaws and crush all sin that against us gnaws until all evil, pain, and death withdraws; The Good News that should give us pause, since we've all broken God's laws, is that the Christ Who's without flaws was crushed by the Father's jaws and on that cross He suffered for all our broken laws as the Father's wrath on Him befalls, and then He rises to great applause for He's salvation's major cause!
It should be our aim to ease the pain of those whose grief they can't contain; We learn from Job's friends – they did abstain; For seven days their mouths restrain; They started well Job to sustain; But then their speech was all in vain; We weep with those who weep with pain, whose suffering seems to drive insane; Then words of comfort we make plain; The hope we find in our King's reign, Who on that cross Himself was slain; Freedom from suffering to finally obtain!
That's my King! Are you weeping over the city with Him today?!
"Where is God?" asked in dismay; He's where He is on every day; He rules o'er all we do and say; Even when all seems to go astray; What the shooter meant for evil pay; God meant for good
His secret way; Oh to trust Him in the fray; To see His faithfulness display; there on that cross His Son He'd slay; This shouts "I love you!" without sway; Christ knows our suffering and decay; Tender sympathies He will convey; Believe in Him – He won't cast away but care for you without delay!
In this loss Christ speaks to every personal situation; Saying, “Repent or you too with perish without salvation!” He whispers in our pleasurable vacation, but shouts in our painful desperation – that we might look to Him without hesitation for He's the only satisfying expectation Who will give us fullness of joy and pleasures forevermore at the consummation; So please trust in Him, and you'll be free from condemnation, and all your tears and pain will be cast into a sea of desolation; All things sad will burn up in conflagration, and every joy and delight will be heightened with everlasting jubilation!
That's my King! That's my King!
It should be our aim to ease the pain of those whose grief they can't contain; We learn from Job's friends – they did abstain; For seven days their mouths restrain; They started well Job to sustain; But then their speech was all in vain; We weep with those who weep with pain, whose suffering seems to drive insane; Then words of comfort we make plain; The hope we find in our King's reign, Who on that cross Himself was slain; Freedom from suffering to finally obtain!
That's my King! Are you weeping over the city with Him today?!
"Where is God?" asked in dismay; He's where He is on every day; He rules o'er all we do and say; Even when all seems to go astray; What the shooter meant for evil pay; God meant for good
His secret way; Oh to trust Him in the fray; To see His faithfulness display; there on that cross His Son He'd slay; This shouts "I love you!" without sway; Christ knows our suffering and decay; Tender sympathies He will convey; Believe in Him – He won't cast away but care for you without delay!
In this loss Christ speaks to every personal situation; Saying, “Repent or you too with perish without salvation!” He whispers in our pleasurable vacation, but shouts in our painful desperation – that we might look to Him without hesitation for He's the only satisfying expectation Who will give us fullness of joy and pleasures forevermore at the consummation; So please trust in Him, and you'll be free from condemnation, and all your tears and pain will be cast into a sea of desolation; All things sad will burn up in conflagration, and every joy and delight will be heightened with everlasting jubilation!
That's my King! That's my King!
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