When I see myself in the mirror and see my life And the world outside is crumbling away, It’s despairing, heavy on my soul, Hard to wrap my head around, it’s hard to understand. So much evil flooding every street and screen, It’s too much, too dark, too mean, too painful, too destructive. It’s hard to see, it’s hard to even think, The weight of it all pushes me to the brink. Too much evil, too much to overcome alone, Without You, God, we’re lost, we’re overthrown. But Our Lord whispers through the storm, The process and the words to make us whole. It tells us why we’ve fallen, how to rise again, What healing looks like when we turn from sin. If we repent and return, You’ll meet us there— Return, return to the Lord, in humble prayer. “Return, O man, to the Lord your God, Your sins have been your downfall, but mercy’s not forgot.” Take words with you, come back with open heart, Say, “Forgive all our sins, receive us, don’t depart. We offer the fruit of our lips, no more empty show, No more trusting in horses, in idols we made to grow.” For in You the fatherless find compassion true, No one can save us—only You. And You say, “I will heal their falling back, I will love them freely, My anger subsiding. I’ll be like the dew to you, refreshing and kind, They’ll blossom like lilies, roots deep as Lebanon find. They’ll revive like grain, bud like the vine, My fame like the wine of Lebanon, divine.” Healing looks like this—restored, alive, set free, When we repent and return to Thee. Too much evil, but not too much for Your grace, You overcome what we can’t face. But our Lord gives the process, the words to pray, The why, the how, the healing way. If we repent and return with all our might, You’ll heal our hearts and make us right. Return, return to the Lord today— In Your mercy, we find our way. So I lift my eyes from the despairing view, And turn my heart, Lord, back to You. If we repent and return… You heal, You love, You renew.
