Thinking about the children and families in Santa Barbara

There are times that words fail.  I had no words today for a mother with a student in Santa Barbara.  The student is fine; the mother is not.  I understand.  But what shall we say?

As I thought about it I ended up looking at old writings and found this hymn I wrote four years ago.  Sometimes music says what we cannot.

O God who dwells above in endless light

(tune of Fredericktown – LBW 555 “When in Our Music God is Glorified”)

O God who dwells above in endless light
You hear the cries of those who dwell in night
And come to share the burden of their plight.
Lord have mercy, Christ have mercy, Lord have mercy.

Father of mercies eager to hear our prayer
Give us the courage to be bold and dare
To set ourselves into your gracious care
Lord have mercy, Christ have mercy, Lord have mercy.

Come now, come here, to touch our hearts, our world
Let no one go away from here unhealed
Bend us, bend all things to your holy will
Lord have mercy, Christ have mercy, Lord have mercy.

You send your healing power, your mighty hand
All sorrows flee at your divine command
The blind do see, the broken rise and stand
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia

To you eternal thanks and praise be given
No gates can bar to us the grace of heaven
The grave is empty, with us stands the Son
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia

© David K Bonde, 2010

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About dkbonde

Pastor, Los Altos Lutheran Church
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