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There are so many things to say, O Spirit —
delight and thanksgiving and frustration
and rage and heartbreak and hope —
yet no words are adequate to express it all.
Listen with us in the fullness of silence, we pray.

For all that we know,
for all that is unknown,
we pray your mercy.

There is so very much to be done, O Spirit —
hospitality to extend, food to share, sin to repent,
racism to exorcise, relationships to repair —
and we are tired before we even begin.
Set before us our part of your work, we pray.

For all that we know,
for all that is unknown,
we pray your mercy.

There is so much to wonder and understand, O Spirit —
the symphony of galaxies, the forbearance of love,
the season of justice, the fulfillment of prophecies —
our hearts toss and turn with questions.
For patience while we view in a mirror dimly, we pray.

For all that we know,
for all that is unknown,
we pray your mercy.

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