From the vulnerable God. this Jesus came
To know and love his creatures here on earth
He has no power; he shares our human pain
The tortured, weak and lost are his, he claims.
For he has suffered, died without much worth
From the vulnerable God. a Christ has come
In silence and despair and shattered dreams
The souls of those who torture negates birth
Not all powerful, yet god shares our pain
While in the nations civilised, insane
Our greed, our lies, our cruelty are a curse
Through a wounded God. a good man came
In certain states of mind, prayer has no aim
Deep within the dark, hope comes to birth
God is with us, voiceless burning, maimed
Cain and Abel, brothers linked by death
Today, that murder rises, is surpassed
From the broken god., this Jesus came
Human, suffering, he too feels this pain.
How my heart sings 