Questions of Justice · Jesus Christ · Habakkuk

In the silence, I cry out, "Where is justice?" filled with doubt. Yet through the storm, Your voice I hear, "Trust in Me, I'm always near." The wicked rise, their power strong, While truth seems lost, and right feels wrong. I lift my eyes and question why, But in Your time, You will reply. In the silence, I cry out, "Where is justice?" filled with doubt. Yet through the storm, Your voice I hear, "Trust in Me, I'm always near." Though nations fall, and kingdoms fade, Your justice stands, Your plans are made. In faith I wait, though I don't see, Your righteous hand will set us free. In the silence, I cry out, "Where is justice?" filled with doubt. Yet through the storm, Your voice I hear, "Trust in Me, I'm always near." Though the fig tree does not bloom, I'll trust in You through darkest gloom. For in Your justice, hope will rise, Your truth will reign beyond the skies.