One hundred stories up my Lord
One hundred stories down
The agony we feel my Lord
Destruction all around
We find it hard to breathe my Lord
Our grief so hard to bear
Ground zero cuts so deep O' Lord
Our losses buried there
Give us strength to do O' Lord
Those things we feel we must
Pray driven by our grief my Lord
Compassion makes us just
Our nation is in mourning Lord
Our freedom under threat
Our way of life forever changed
There's challenge to be met
And should we ever falter Lord
Or vary from your aim
Fortify us with your strength
And hallowed be thy name
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