Lord, why do babies have to die?
Why do the mothers have to cry?
Why are they killed to ease our pain
So we can live our lives our way?
Why do the young ones perish
The children that we cherish
No chance to live and learn and love?
Why is there so much bloodshed
Young lives unlived and unled?
Please answer, Father God above
Lord, why the battles and the wars
The bloodied bodies on the floors?
Why do the young men have to die?
While broken families mourn and cry
Why do we hate our brothers
And take the lives of others
So we can right the mournful wrongs?
Such promise burned and wasted
Once love, now turned to hatred
Lord, hear my sad, lamenting song
Lord, why are women raped and killed
To satisfy the sinner’s thrills?
A girl’s sweet innocence is lost
None to repay that awful cost
They’re haunted by the darkness
They feel adrift and helpless
What’s lost can never be regained
Lord, come and hold your children
To know your mercy for them
To see our Savior King who reigns
Lord, why must people starve and die?
Their famined lands are scorched and dry
They haven’t food to fill their guts
They live in shoddy shanty huts
The poor and weak and homeless
Are dying by the thousands
Their lives are full of grief and loss
They need the hope of Jesus
The one who saves the helpless
Our homeless Savior on the Cross
Lord, why do Christian’s separate?
Why all the fighting and the hate?
Why can’t your people unify
Together worship Jesus Christ?
Why are there wars and schisms?
We fight with judging prisms
Not recognizing liberty
We take the truth and skew it
And hate our brothers through it
We soon forget that we are free
Lord, why are sinners lost to Hell?
Your wrath and judgment on them fell
They die without the hope of Christ
They try to pay the sinner’s price
They need to hear of Jesus
Our Gospel Savior near us
In Christ our sins are washed away
In Christ we have redemption
His blood is our salvation
For sinner’s souls do Christians pray
Lord, why the sin within my frame?
I’ve none but me to point the blame
Your holy Will I long to do
To glorify and honor You
But still, the sin and darkness
It seems to grow and flourish
I want to do what I don’t do
Jesus, I need your mercy
To fight the sin within me
My lovely Savior kind and true



In many ways, the Christian life is full of tension. This is seen most acutely in the internal war between the flesh and the spirit. When presented with sin, sometimes parts of us want to sin and we don’t, but sometimes we do. Most of the time we don’t want to sin, we want to do good, but we still sin anyways (