In deep of our praying
We come to go
Place of our dwelling
By our letting go
In silence of stilling
We come to hear
A voice of unspoken
That ear cannot hear
In eyes of the closing
A learning to see
A vision of light
That eye cannot see
In soul of perceiving
We come to know
A Word of wisdom
That mind cannot know
In way of believing
We come to go
A being eternal
Where body can’t go
Into the silence
A shuffle or two
Precious souls drawing
To worship You
Crack of knees bending
Page of Word turns
A clearing of throat
The open heart yearns
A closing of door
A whisper of greeting
Reverence of posture
Beloved of meeting
Sounds of gathering
Fill this empty space
Human and divine
Distractions turn to grace
Four weeks set aside
One purpose belonging
With prayer of the heart
Of our great longing
For God will not give
What we don’t desire
We ask for Him here
Await what will transpire
Hope in our soul
With faith trust in thee
Our focus of prayer
One of simplicity
We anticipate
Your will to be done
We long and we thirst
For the gift of Your Son!
How beautiful
Your light this day
Reflection of
Colors arrayed
How beautiful
Your precious gift
Our daily bread
The soul to lift
How beautiful
Your living Word
Let soul be lead
By Spirit heard
How beautiful
Your blessed grace
Our gift, Your light
Souls to embrace
Wove a crown of thorns
Stuck it on His head
They spit, and they mocked
As His body bled
And in His gaze
Jesus eyes do reveal
In our pain and strife
“I know how you feel”
Humiliated
A beating applied
They led Him off
To be crucified
Though all hope seems lost
From His cross, hear him say
“Please believe me
It’ll be better one day”
Jesus endured
Fathers will to be done
Let our suffering
Be united as one
A time of goodbye
Of their last moments, few
She knew in her heart
Of just what to do
A blessing of gifting
To sing her a song
One of her love
To carry along
When she arrived
In heaven passed to
Imagine her joy
To hear Him sing too
Welcome, beloved
In homeland to be
Blossom of snow, you look
So happy to meet me
My day of darkest night
So difficult to cope
All that I can offer
A prayer of no hope
When it hurts to be hurt
The Word, hard to perceive
Now, is this the point
Where I cease to believe?
I only can relate
To one of Jesus’ plea
My God, my God, why
Have you abandoned me
I still want to believe
But no light shining through
Bless me the strength to say
Still I trust in you
I’ve nowhere else to turn
Shine a speck of light
Something which to cling
Your way out of the night
