O God, my God, we want you first and last,
Cause you know our whole past
When we see all your creatures,
consider their features,
we all want to know,
O God how does your Spirit flow?
Can the voice from the Cross
overcoming our loss
cry out with our name,
Tend the poor and the lame!
This dusty road we walk
Christ, make it more than talk
Break each heart wide open
Illuminate our searching, groping
We hear this call of poverty,
We see the harsh reality,
All creatures of our God most high,
We greet the ones who are born to die.
Even so another story
Of creation called to glory
Life of Christ poured out
As the cosmos joins to shout
Called to face a sacred mystr’y
Pouring life into history
comes the cry “rebuild, rebuild”
till our hearts and spirits filled
Enter now the praying cave
pray the Lord our souls to save
Grant us wisdom, grant us sight
Flood our senses with holy light
Now the time of soundless grace
Now the time of wondering pace
Now the hour of prayer begun
Now victory over death is won
God is ready, God is here,
God is speaking, casts out fear
Brothers and Sisters, let us listen.
By Br. John Michael, OEF
