To Those Who are Oppressed

I feel the years that brought the tears, and the resentment to your heart. I know the pain, of poverty's sting, that tears your hope apart!
 

I have within, my body scars, that I stand in faith for release. But we are redeemed, by The Blood of our God, who gave himself for our peace.
 

So we must love, those who hate, with the love of our King. We must turn from our ways, and healing He will bring!