Bless the Lost Kindnesses

Holy source of love,
the world has lost her humanity, forgetting
the community, generosity of heart,
divine overcomer, miracle-maker, and one who unites,
remind us,
bless us, transform the lost kindnesses,
missing truths,
turn hatred into holiness;
lift up the left out, those laying down, sitting down, standing down.
Let righteous indignation act courageously,
create a just world.
Show us a win, hope into action.
We speak for the voiceless.
May the overcomer of death overcome death again
in our lifetime.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2018


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