Waiting With My God

As the world turns, Your day comes ever closer I have marveled at your restraint, As those wise in their own eyes mocked you When I found the reason of your tolerance of the wicked, Clarity overwhelmed me The evil one is on a leash You have allowed him to plead his case Those in heaven rebelled, Those on earth joined in You were wrongfully accused before every living thing The court took its seat, As all were watching The world continued to spin, Your faithful sons watched their brothers choose sides, The wicked one was hoping that you would react in a flash of anger And then you placed kingdoms in his hands, As man witnessed the rotting fruitage of cruel domination, You promised a true kingdom hope As the earth continues to sink in debauchery, They agree on nothing but ignoring you This is their day, This is their moment This is their poetry! As the night is at its darkest moment, I wait for you, my God If your son endured insults for your glory, Let me follow his humble steps For I well know that you are ready to act Too bad for them You take no delight in the death of the wicked There is no joy in your heart in this matter, Yet true justice must come to pass, Until then, I choose to wait on my God