After the devastation in Uvalde,
words are hard to come by, Lord:
thoughts and prayers,
straight from the hearts of millions,
rise in tears and muffled silence
while gunshots echo, echo, echo
in the soul of a nation still unable,
still unwilling,
to change what must be changed...
For all who died:
Lord, have mercy!
God, help us!
For all who grieve:
Christ, have mercy!
God, save us!
For the nation we call home:
`Lord, have mercy!
`Save us from ourselves!
Protect us, Lord, protect us, Lord,
protect us, Lord, while we're awake...
And watch over us, Lord, watch over us, Lord,
watch over us while we sleep...
That awake,
we might keep watch with you
and asleep,
rest in your peace...
Amen.
I cannot think of more appropriate music
for tonight's prayer...
There Is A Place by John Bell
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There is a place prepared for little children
Those we once lived for, those we deeply mourn,
Those who from play, from learning and from laughter
Cruelly were torn.
There is a place where hands which held ours tightly
Now are released beyond all hurt and fear
Healed by that love which also feels our sorrow
Tear after tear.
There is a place where all the lost potential
Yields its full promise, finds its lost intent;
Silenced no more, young voices echo freely
As they were meant.
There is a place where God will hear our questions,
Suffer our anger, share our speechless grief.
Gently repair the innocence of loving
And of belief.
Jesus, who bids us to be like little children
Shields those our arms are yearning to embrace,
God will ensure that all are reunited;
There is a place.
Those we once lived for, those we deeply mourn,
Those who from play, from learning and from laughter
Cruelly were torn.
There is a place where hands which held ours tightly
Now are released beyond all hurt and fear
Healed by that love which also feels our sorrow
Tear after tear.
There is a place where all the lost potential
Yields its full promise, finds its lost intent;
Silenced no more, young voices echo freely
As they were meant.
There is a place where God will hear our questions,
Suffer our anger, share our speechless grief.
Gently repair the innocence of loving
And of belief.
Jesus, who bids us to be like little children
Shields those our arms are yearning to embrace,
God will ensure that all are reunited;
There is a place.
That beautiful song is perfect for today 💓
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful and deeply touching.
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