Where Is The Power?

by Kevin Sinclair

He died on a cross
Three days later he rose again
Or so they said
And in that moment – that hour
Where was his power
Why couldn’t he save himself?

They say he died for me
So I could be set free
But I don’t see how
And if he could heal
Then what was the deal
In letting the suffering go on?

Alone in the dark
Without the spark of hope
Is that the deal?
Now where is the power
That I need at this hour –
Why can’t I save myself?

Copyright ©1998 KG Sinclair. All rights reserved.