Cry

Oh, God.

God!

Why do the wicked prosper?

In Him all things hold together...

Oh, Lord.

Lord!

Why do the wicked prosper?

In Him all things hold together...

Oh, Emmanuel.

Emmanuel!

Why do the wicked prosper?

And a star arose...

The wicked...

A star...

Hold me, then, while I cry.

In Him all things...