God of the Ages,
Every day we come face to face with our mortality
and the pain of this broken world
Every day the need is great in body, mind, and spirit
Every day brings disappointment
Every day brings death
The congregation adds their petitions
Every day brings death
but with you there is life and healing and hope
Draw us up, Merciful One
Lift the veil of despair and isolation
Raise the head bent low in nights…
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