Warm nights, Lord:
my windows welcome breezes in,
there's moonlight in my room,
fewer covers on the bed,
and chirping birds greet the dawn's first light
my windows welcome breezes in,
there's moonlight in my room,
fewer covers on the bed,
and chirping birds greet the dawn's first light
- your peace is in the air...
Warm nights, Lord:
a welcome change in season,
a prayer finally answered
with promise of yet more to come...
Warm nights, Lord...
Will you let the warmth melt our stone-cold hearts?
Will you bring a change of seasons in our souls?
Warm nights, Lord:
a welcome change in season,
a prayer finally answered
with promise of yet more to come...
Warm nights, Lord...
Will you let the warmth melt our stone-cold hearts?
Will you bring a change of seasons in our souls?
Might peace, like a flower, bloom among the nations?
And justice grow like crops ready for the harvest?
And justice grow like crops ready for the harvest?
Can we learn to be civil - and more than civil:
warm, welcoming, hospitable and friendly?
Might we have a summertime of peaceful conversation:
at work, at home, at play - wherever we might be?
Might the summer's warmth thaw our cold disdain for other points of view, for differing opinions,
for listening with open minds for what might be the truth?
Warm nights, Lord, can sometimes fan
our passions into flames, our anger into violence;
spare us, Lord, the harm the summer's heat
might ignite of city streets
and in the corners of our hearts...
Warm nights, Lord:
my windows welcome breezes in,
there's moonlight in my room,
fewer covers on the bed,
and chirping birds greet the dawn's first light
my windows welcome breezes in,
there's moonlight in my room,
fewer covers on the bed,
and chirping birds greet the dawn's first light
- your peace is in the air...
Simplify our lives, Lord,
calm our dispositions,
restrain our hasty judgments,
our righteous indignation
and our hair-trigger temper...
Help us stop and take a few deep breaths:
your peace is on the breeze, Lord,
your peace is in the air...
Protect us while we're awake
and watch over us while we sleep
that awake we keep the watch with you
and sleep until the birds sing out, "Good morning!"
Amen.
Map of the Warm Night by Tim Story
No, not Seals and Crofts' Summer Breeze!
Rather, Tim Story's instrumental Map of the Warm Night.
Rather, Tim Story's instrumental Map of the Warm Night.
The sound here is wistful, plaintive, yearning:
you might listen as background for your personal prayer,
your prayer for the summer ahead of you
and the summer ahead for our nation and the world...
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