A twisting wind that wreaks such devastation,
a town like matchwood torn and turned around;
an act of God? Or nature's self destruction?
Here people die, trees rooted from the ground.
It seems there is no safety in this carnage.
And where is God when random death walks in
destroying buildings, tossing cars like pennies?
A game where all will lose, and none can win.
Within a school, or with a homeless stranger,
the Christ will suffer in this human loss;
and God will love amid this human grieving,
as once he loved while hanging on a cross.
Words: Andrew Pratt (born 1948) © May 2013 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stainer.co.uk.
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Suggested tunes: This text was written with "Intercessor" (Hymns & Psalms 411) in mind. No tune in Singing the Faith matches the words so well, but "Highwood" (StF 720) comes close and has a suitable tone to it.