Be My Covering

The sun gives to a darkened sky Blood red are the tears we cry So far from Your design Oh God, hear me tonight Though the waters rise They will not pull me under When the mountain slides And crashes to the sea I will lift my eyes And call out to You, Father Be my covering War-torn are the rags of every nation Fear lives in the heart of every home Louder than the groans of creation Oh, my God, be the voice of hope