For You, justice remains mercy.
Your will shines as agape love.
And still darkness reigns.
Out of the whirlwind, You
spoke only mysteries.
There is no rational answer for evil
this side of the grave.
Yet faith overcomes all, a gift
of the Spirit. Let us cling to it, like Job.
Let us trust and obey.
Let  us lean not on our own understanding,
but cling to the mighty bulwarks
of Your everlasting mercy.