Our Earth
Dear Jesus see the Earth is tired,
Losing from her
boundless treasures,
Things we cannot replace again.
Mankind has plundered her for Gold,
Aimlessly taken,
carelessly sold.
Her precious gifts of nature’s glory,
With fearful hearts we
tell her story,
Pollutions hide the azured sky,
Her forests burn, her
oceans cry.
Fish and bird no longer flourish
In God’s given sphere.
In the waste of manmade rubbish,
They just disappear.
Many a beast you once created,
Has vanished from our side,
Come back creator of the earth.
Come back to
make things whole once more.
Come back to set things right.
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