September 11
In Remembrance
with picture "Freedom
and Peace" by He Qi
and danger reappearing as we cannot surmise.
Behold your world is mourning, we bow we bend we kneel.
O hear our grief unspoken and mysteries we feel.
We
mold our steel to weapons, you turn them to plow shares.
We plan retaliation, you give us rules to care.
We bury dead remorseful, you raise us from the dead.
May we when finished crying believe the words you said.
Dear
acorn in the forest, awake and face the light.
Dear children who are weeping, God holds you through the night.
For when the dark is over, there wakes a morning sun,
and what was dead is rising, and life again begun.
Dear
Lord you chose the hillside to say the words we cry.
You know the hurt between us, you know the reason why.
When all our tears are finished and minds again hold still,
surround us with your mercy and lead us with your will.
For
all who now go weeping with tears so deep inside,
give them a glimpse of seeing into the other side.
Forgiveness is the power you give us from the tree,
now open dim some beauty ahead for us to see.
Tune: from
O Sacred Head Sore Wounded
*lyrics by Herbert Brokering
Used by permission.
Holy Trinity Episcopal Church,
Richmond,CA,USA