Whatever the world situation appears to be, God is still in control. We, as humans, have messed up the World. But God is still in power.
Wicked men demand their way.
In terror they do reign.
They disregard the rights of man.
They cause suffering and pain.
But God’s still on the throne.
The sun still shines by day
And the moon still shines at night.
The rivers still flow to the sea
And the birds still wing their flight.
God’s still on the throne.
Earthquakes and hurricanes
Destroy and kill at ease.
Fires and floods of water
O won’t you help us, please.
Wickedness has been approved
And righteousness a sin.
Society is all messed up
From what it should have been.
Then He comes in clouds above
With His mighty army there.
Wickedness will soon be o’er.
He’s come to earth to reign.
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