I don't know.
Why, O Lord, do the evil seem to win?
See them, Lord.
Though they sin,
they have wealth, they have no ills.
They are healthy, they are strong.
Lord: they prosper from their wrong!
I don't know.
Help me, Lord,
to understand.
Help me, Lord.
Lord, my feet almost slipped as I beheld
how they lived,
without care —
'Tis in vain, O Lord, that I've kept my heart in purity
when my days are misery?
I don't know.
Help me, Lord,
to understand.
Yet, O Lord,
as I prayed, understanding came to me.
And I knew
of their fate.
They will pass away like dreams,
while the faithful dwell with You.
You're our strength. You're all that's true!
So my God,
I will stay
close to You.
For you are
my strength
