How Long

There is a generation, it's pure in its own eyes

Yet it hasn't been washed from its own filth

There is a generation, whose teeth are swords and knives

They devour the oppressed, they remove the needy from the earth

How long, how long, O Lord, must I cry to You about violence

Why do You, why do You force me to look upon injustice all day long

And why do You tolerate wrongdoing, Lord

Oppression, violence, conflicts escalate

I cry out to You: How long till You save

There is a nation, terrifying and fierce