See the Light of Life and Be Satisfied

Daughter of Zion lift up your head.
All day and night your river of tears
Flowing.
We sit on the ground in silence.
We have learned to ignore all prophets, false or true.
Because nothing is certain, not even what we see.

Upright (wo)men see Your face.
And how we want to see Your face
Radiant!
To know You in perfection.
Yet, doubt is ever-present, a beggar and a thief.
And we are found without oil for the light.

Can one so perverse ever be steadfast?
Pride is obscured, made wholesome,
Saintly.
And we grasp for veins of truth.
Show us our wickedness, sickness and spite.
Refresh and restore us, O Giver of life.

Soaked red, the defendant pled,
And lo! You remembered naught.
Love!
O, what is this limitless love?
The banner over all suffering, sorrow, grief.
Faithfulness is what we long to see and be.

Who is God besides our God?
Who makes injustice shut its mouth
Forever.
His compassions never fail.
We are not consumed because of His great love.
With Him we suffer, and are satisfied.