For A Time As This

Amidst COVID and racial divide comes this poem from David Fox in 1956…

God with humanity made one is seen in Christ, God’s only Son: in you, Lord Christ, the Son of Man, we see God’s reconciling plan.

To save a broken world you came, and from chaotic depths reclaim your whole creation; so we share your reconciling work and care.

In you all humankind can see the people God would have us be. In you we find how God forgives, through you, the Spirit in us lives.

Where race or creed or hate divide, the church, like God, must stand beside, with arms outstretched, to heal and bless the refugees of emptiness.

Then give us strength, great Lord of life, to work until all human strife is reconciled, and all shall praise your endless love, your glorious ways.


Now it’s 2022 In the Year of Our Lord+, and so, so many people all over the world are hurting be it cancer, or Flu or COVID, brokenhearted or depressed. even addicted to something that takes over the body…and let us then turn to some voices of the past…

And so I wanted to offer in this great time of need,these healing prayer pomes from Common Praise on healing…HEALING.

From thee all skill and science flow, and pity, care, and love, all calm and courage, faith and hope: O pour them from above.

Impart them, Lord, to each and all, as each and all shall need, to rise, like incense, each to thee, in noble thought and deed.

Ans hasten, Lord, that perfect day when pain and death shall cease, and thy justruleshall fill the earth with health and light and peace.

Charles Kingsley 1819-1873

O CHRIST, the Healer, we have come to pray for health, to plead for friends. How can we fail to be restored, when reached by love that never ends?

From every ailment flesh endures our bodies clamor to be freed; yet in our hearts we would confess that wholeness is our deepest need.

How strong, O Lord, are our desires, how weak our knowledge of ourselves! release in us those healing truths unconscious pride resists or shelves.

In conflicts that destroy our health we diagnose the world’s disease; our common life declares our ills: is there no cure, O Christ, for these?

Grant that we all, made one in faith, in your community may find the wholeness that, enriching us, shall reach the whole of humankind.

F. Pratt Green 1903-2000

We cannot measure how you heal or answer every suffer’s prayer, yet we believe your grace responds where faith and doubt unite to care.

The pain that will not go away, the guilt that clings from things long past, the fear of what the future holds are present as if meant to last.

But present too is love which tends to hurt we never hoped to find, the private agonies inside, the memory that haunt the mind.

Your hands, though bloodied on the cross, survive to hold and heal and warn, to carry all through death to life and cradle children yet unborn.

So some have come who need your help, and some have come to make amends: your hands which shaped and saved the world are present in the touch of friends.

Lord, let your Spirit meet us here to mend the body, mind and soul, to disentangle peace from pain and make your broken people whole.

John Bell 1949

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