God of Mercy, bend near to hear the whispered prayers of your people, who come humbly before you. Give strength, O Holy Spirit, to all who fight for the oppressed and downtrodden, and let us take our place beside them. Amplify the prophetic voice of the ones crying out in the wilderness: may their words and deeds cause a garden of justice to bloom. Direct us to self-examination of how well we love each other, that we honor each other, all made in the image of God. May we treasure those who love us and pray for and love those who hate us. Strengthen us to fight against all that diminishes us as your children, starting with our own fears and faithlessness. Encourage those who press against fear, sorrow, or illness, Most Holy God, and envelop them in your mercy and care. We pray your grace be made abundantly manifest in the hearts of these, your children.
Amen.
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