How long, O Lord, how long? form countless lips is heart the cry of anger, pain and grief that waits your healing word. They wait your healing word who in their anguish grope for answers to life's mystery, and look to you for hope. They look to you for hope: and find, to share their loss, the God who as a suffering man still hangs up on a cross. You hang upon the cross the show us that the way still Leads through pain if we would reach the resurrection day.