We ever abide under the loving gaze of the Almighty:
Lord, hear our prayers
whispered from beneath your wing.
You know the ache of our hearts, O Redeemer,
at the suffering of the world:
give us hearts overflowing with your compassion,
that we may bear your grace and mercy
into the darkest hour of grief
as well as the brightest dawn of hope.
Let us sing a song of the saints of God
by the testimony our lives give
in the eyes of the world.
May we ever be led by the example of the righteous,
those who humbly serve God and their neighbor;
who defend the oppressed and forgotten,
and advocate for the liberation of the poor;
who run toward the imperiled
and lay down their lives for others.
By the power of the Holy Spirit,
console and soothe the hearts of the mourning,
and grant your peace and relief
to all whose hope rests within your love,
O Merciful One.
Amen.
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