For the Church, she was a prophetess
Here in the Now but seeing the Not Yet.
”Your Kingdom come,” she sings.
”Your Will be done,” she wept.
She lamented for the Church
who failed to heed the Wise
And called out to her God
who, she prayed, heard her cries.
“Help our hearts to be humble.”
”May pride not lead the way.”
”Protect us from ourselves,
let us not be lead astray.”
But she knew what she saw
A reckoning must there be
Either we would humble ourselves
or the Great Humbler He would be.