Saturday, December 15, 2012

Broken World


Broken world,
Broken lives.
Scattered fragmented pieces,
Rather than beauty and wholeness.

Violent thoughts,
Violent deeds,
Actions filled with hatred,
In the place of comfort and love.

Babe in a manager,
Savior on a cross,
Your purpose was healing.
We are guilty of wounding.

Our fractured world,
Our broken land,
Our sinful hearts cry out,
Only you can make us whole.

All creation groans,
 In anticipation,
Make the crooked straight,
Make the rough places plain.

You came once humbly,
Come now in power.
May every knee bow to you alone,
Creator, Sustainer, Sovereign Lord.

Merciful Father,
Hear our cry!

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