© Duane W. Udd: 6th July, 2001 | DOWNLOAD

Sovereign Lord of all creation
Hear this poor Zim woman’s prayer
Heal our wounded bleeding nation
By Your tender loving care

Sons and fathers still are dying
Though they say our land is free
Put an end to greed and lying
For these things ought not to be

Grant us leaders with great vision
Who will see beyond their wants
Nations hold us in derision
When our laws a leader flaunts

Many people now are starving
Food alone won’t meet their needs
Whilst fine farmlands endure carving
Some young girls wear widows’ weeds

Violence in every region
Is the order of the day
Stressful symptoms now are legion
Even doctors fly away

Truth and fiction mingle freely
Till most minds become confused
Wondering what matters really
When our media’s abused

Give us hope beyond all hoping
Faith to work with joy and love
Helping those who are not coping
With Your wisdom from above

Lord in mercy hear our heart’s cry
Only by Your grace we stand
May Zimbabwe live and not die
Father come and heal our land