by Ken Sehested
Jump for joy, oh people! For amid the screaming commercials and blithering campaign ads, the Redeemer has heard our aching voice.
God hears! God knows! This is our assurance against all blistering deceit.
When misery and madness encompassed me, when anguish threatened to undo me, when heartache split my soul, I uttered my cry to any who would hear.
God hears! God knows! This is our assurance against the rule of regret.
The One who extends Presence into the most desolate region—even to the place of utter abandonment—is mighty in mercy, strong in tenderness, powerful in pardoning.
God hears! God knows! This is our assurance against every heart-battering threat.
Relax, oh my soul, in the arms of the One who dries tears, Who swaddles our fretful limbs, Whose light in the night scatters dragons, and Whose promise is bounty and abundance.
God hears! God knows! This is our assurance against the ravages of fear. Therefore we will praise that Unspeakable Name forever.