Within these moments, needing grace,
within four walls, and seeking space,
with others crowding all around,
might we discover, holy ground.
When held in caustic loneliness,
bring comfort, easing our distress.
we reach to memories, long past
and pray for love, that love might last.
Deep in the treasures of our faith
we read of those infused with grace,
who offered strength when all seemed loss,
who bore the horror of a cross,
Great God enable us to find
that faith our predecessors mined,
in living presence hold each one,
through endless, night to rising sun.
Andrew Pratt 23/3/2020
Tune: ST PATRICK
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