By Roger W. Cabe

      We have seen the flames of freedom diminish
      We have watched the signs of moral decay
      From the White House to the church
      There is pride, disgrace, and hurt
      Don't you think it's time
      We bowed our heads and prayed...

      Heal our land,
      Come and heal our land,
      We are crying out to you, Lord!
      Come and heal our land.
      As we turn to seek Your face,
      Won't You come pour out Your grace.
      Come and heal our land today.

      Our land is filled with hatred and anger
      And our families are paying the price
      For our lies and selfish ways
      Our children go astray
      Don't you think it's time
      We bowed our heads and cried...

      Heal my home,
      Come and heal my home,
      We are crying out to you, Lord!
      Come and heal my home.
      As we turn to seek Your face,
      Won't You come pour out Your grace.
      Come and heal my home today.

      When will we do our part,
      And see these sins in our land
      And these sins in our homes
      Are the same sins we have
      In our hearts!
      We all should be praying...

      Heal our heart,
      Come and heal my heart,
      We are crying out to you, Lord!
      Come and heal my heart.
      As we turn to seek Your face,
      Won't You come pour out Your grace.
      Come and heal my heart today.