Advent Lament Psalm - Ruah Bull

[Larry Robinson]

Advent Lament Psalm


Mother of us all,
our hearts are like burned landscapes
pleading for water

We are dry, helpless
not knowing how to birth you 
in this dark hate place

Yet, in times like this
our ancestors called on you
and You guided them

The people in fear
fractured within and without
and You came to them

Shine into us now
make our land fertile again
hearts watered with Light
Pregnant with the light

	- Ruah Bull