Prayer for the Captive

Dark is the cloud that rests over the nation,
wild is the war cry that pierces the air.
God’s heavy judgments spread wide desolation,
strong hearts are bowed in the depths of despair.

Lord, may the bonds of the captive be broken,
O may this struggle bring sweet liberty.
Teach us that love is a heavenborn token,
and that the truth can alone make us free.

Guide Zion’s children in this trying hour,
keep us dependent on thy love and care.
Down in the valley we find thy true power,
Lord, in thy mercy, O still guide us there.