Lullaby

O for a voice like thunder

And a tongue

To drown the throat of war

When the senses

Are shaken

And the soul is driven to madness

Who can stand

When the souls of the oppressed

Fight in the troubled air that rages

Who can stand

When the whirlwind of fury comes from the

Throne of god

When the frowns of his countenance

Drive the nations together

Who can stand

When sin claps his broad wings over the battle

And sails rejoicing in the flood of death

When souls are torn to everlasting fire

And fiends of hell rejoice upon the slain

O who can stand

O who hath caused this

O who can answer at the throne of god

The kings and nobles of the land have done it

Hear it not

Heaven

Thy ministers have done it