A great state only because You decided to bless us,
We have abundant resources that are overflowing galore,
This should result in bended hearts in worship who adore,
You our great Savior, King, and our merciful Prince of Peace,
Yet the masses stopped looking to You - the praises ceased,
Lord, did You send the drought to break our stubborn pride,
Was it You who pushed away the clouds making the rain hide,
We have sinned as a state refusing to obey Your commands,
Audaciously thinking You should acquiesce to our demands,
Now torrential rains have come with floods the drought now ended,
Still our hearts are proud and stiff so very few knees are bended,
O Lord, are You again bound and determined to get our attention,
Sending flooding rains to chastise like a child sent to detention,
I cry out O Lord please have mercy on this land gone so wicked,
Where babies are killed, people lie, steal, cheat and many are bigots.
Have mercy on a state that is so engulfed in sinful and wicked ways,
O Lord, please have mercy and like days of old send revival in our day.
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