Poetry

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Lord, you have called us your brethren
and friends, though we are all different;
Committees and ministries mean nothing
to you, in position and honor we are

equal, servants unfit to serve the King.
You prayed to the Father that we'd be
one as you and He are one. You commanded
your bride to love much, so the world could

see you in us. It seems so simple, yet we
have failed you miserably. Why do we struggle
so? Our pettiness is nothing compared to the
cross, the thorns, and the spear in your side.

Help us, Lord, to remember where we came from
and where we're going. Let us feel, once again,
the love we had for all people. Ignite in us
your holy fire; restore the joy of our salvation.

Then Lord, let us join hand-in-hand, and
come boldly before your throne of grace;
an unbroken circle united in one purpose,
to seek forgiveness and to bring in your harvest--

our love offering to You.

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