Healing of our Land



Every generation brings change,
And in some ways it is sad,
For we have drifted far away
From the blessings we once had:
We have gone our own selfish way,
Turned our backs on what is right,
Failed to humble ourselves and pray,
And rejected Christ, the Light.

Our land, once blessed by God above,
Has become a battlefield,
And we know nothing of His love,
Or the fruit that it doth yield.
If we would pray, turn from our sin,
And diligently seek His face,
Peace and joy would flood this Nation…
And we’d be healed by His grace.
Oh, God, heal our land.



 “If my people, which are called by my name,
shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face,
and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven,
and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.”
(2 Chr 7:14)


~ Connie Campbell Bratcher - Mar, 2006 ~



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