When all is hopeless
In times of despair
Remember to turn to
The power of prayer
When they say it’s useless
Don’t waste your time here
Don’t underestimate
The power of prayer
When there’s no answer
Still persevere
For we place our trust in
The power of prayer
When miracles happen
Our story to share
So, all can rejoice in
The power of prayer
He took, blessed, and broke
Then He gave the bread
A miracle to all
Five thousand souls were fed
And for His last supper
Again, He took and blessed
He broke and He gave
His love to friends, professed
The chosen One was blessed
On His cross was broken
God incarnate, given
He is the Word spoken
Walking to Emmaus
With bread of which to share
Took, blessed, broke and gave
Our Lord to them appeared
And so, as His beloved
Through Him, spiritually
Chosen, blessed and broken
And given, let us be
Based upon words by Henri Nouwen
The morning mist lingers
The sunrise pours through
The Lord clearly shines
And the Spirit dwells too
So silent the rising
As birdsong begins
Stillness is drawing
A movement within
Inner of warming
A chill in the air
Prayer of beyond
Of being right here
And a reminder
Wherever we go
A beautiful comfort
Of peace here to know
When blows the gentle breeze
The seedling seems to say
Hey leave me in peace
Won’t you go away
To nudge in all directions
To tree, the breeze does show
Stretching far and wide
Its roots which way to grow
When the fierce winds come
The tree begins to see
That the gentle breeze
Was just preparing me
Now the great oak sways
With blessing the breeze sends
As they dance together
In joy, these lifelong friends
Walls can’t contain You
Of this I’m aware
But praying in Church
It’s greater in here
So brilliant the sunrise
The light shining clear
But through the stained glass
It’s greater in here
I see that’s it’s true
That You are everywhere
But I feel that Your Presence
It’s greater in here
You can’t love us more
Cherished so dear
But somehow, I feel
It’s greater in here
Throughout of day
A practice of prayer
Your deepness of dwelling
It’s greater in here
Our life that is blessed
With gifts that You share
But finding Your joy
It’s greatest in here
Take time with the flowers
A practice here this day
Who knows what we will find
When pausing in the way
Many shapes and colors
A pleasure here to see
Each one is a unique
Of fragrance blessing me
A hopeful bursting bud
Or fully in their prime
A family of sharing
Some beyond their time
Have a closer look
Of many layers be
Incredible the details
Of intricate beauty
Filling of emotions
Joyful, feeling glad
Binding with their friends
Or drooping feeling sad
Petals, soft and tender
To treat delicately
Together we can share
Our vulnerability
Taking time with people
With another view
In souls that we encounter
We find the same is true
Come Presence of morning
Of light pouring through
An opening dawning
Invitation into
Come Presence of morning
Of new birth begin
Embrace of stillness
Of welcoming in
Come Presence of morning
Sweet silent sounds
Creation to offer
One binding surrounds
Come Presence of morning
With love as its song
That calls one and all
To the One we belong
Bless me a song Lord
A psalm, soft and clear
That you love me so
My soul longs to hear
Bless me Your peace Lord
Remain ever near
Be my protection
Cast away fear
Let me trust you Lord
My soul be aware
That all that I need
Is that You are here
Help me to serve
Compassion to care
Outpouring of love
The joy that we share
I am so grateful
A gift You outpoured
One of dependence
Deep in my core
You’ve blessed me a treasure
Of a greater sense
The cultivation of
The love of Presence
A thought to ponder
How did this begin
A practice of stilling
Your love dwells within
In sacred stillness
Of Your voice, be aware
You are my beloved
In soul speaking clear
My hope of desire
This treasure to share
A practice of Presence
In a quiet prayer
A morning full of drawing
So beautiful the view
A gentle light is flowing
Here now pouring through
Sweet the invitation
Of the mourning doves coo
All of creation
Comes to pray along too
A blessing of peace
Acceptance pursue
Into one of being
Of nurturing construe
Sense of the belonging
Nothing here to do
Nestled in the nature
Of Gods embrace of you
A welcoming Spirit
Of blessing pursue
In souls of encounter
May they be drawn into
