By Mark Bishop
I would have picked rocks to sing your praise and speak your name
A strong enduring fearless throng
To shake the earth with heaven's song
and every step along life's road your love would be our aim
Or maybe the rivers and oceans could share
running through the world whispering of your peace
Crashing against oppression, raining down your grace
and everywhere we came to drink your love would meet us there
Perhaps the trees could show the way
so tall and proud, casting their beauty to autumn's wind
Even in winters grasp, clothed in white they live again
And every time they gave a breath your would take it away
Instead you picked a fearful mass who knows more deeply thirst and longing
than joy and wholeness, security and belonging
And these you've sent to share your light
to heal the broken and turn back night
We do not deserve such a noble task but it is ours so Lord I ask:
Help me stand upon your rock though trials may come and oceans rage
keep me rooted in your love and let my weakness be your stage.
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