Oh Lord of Experience
Who suffered it all for us
Caught up in an unjust cosmos,
Suffering the slings and arrows
Of many hurts and sorrows,
Death and Destruction
With enemies prowling around,
Thy blood dripped on the ground,
Not needed in thy glorious Resurrection.
Thou sayest with broken heart,
Father forgive them.
Oh then, please, our failing souls to mend,
And give us a fresh start,
A new life in Thee,
The Prince of Peace,
The Word of Life
To end all strife.
The healing of a shattered plain
By Thee who suffered all our pain.