Battles or Wars
They hunt us down like cattle
Beseech our brittle bones
But this is just the battle
Our war is still at home
My family is in danger
And I haven’t heard a word
I’m seated next to strangers
My death is most assured
I decide to pray to Jesus
In hopes he’ll keep me safe
I hope his mercy frees us
And that we can flee this place
But beyond the walls of anguish
No hope seems to arise
All I have is one last wish
That I’ll join you when I die.