Friday, March 11, 2016

How Long, O God, How Long?- 642


How long, O God, how long?

The ancient cry is ours.

We wait in grief and ask how long before we feel your powers.

And why, O God, and why?

We ask with every age

and we throw against your distant sky the force of grief and rage.

The cross, O God, the cross!

We think about your Son:

you know the weight and edge of loss, your tears and ours are one.

Your hand, O God, your hand!

We need your hand to hold,

to walk this dark uncharted land where solid meanings fold.

We trust, O God, we trust

in time our grief shall mend.

Transformed by love that shaped our dust, your love that knows no end.

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