Sunday Prayer: Proper 28A, Pentecost 22

O God of
all,
God who hears
the cries of those in need
the cries of children, hurt, abused, abandoned, robbed of innocence,
may you O God, be in those cries, and offer solace
and may we be brave. May we not hide away
and perpetuate the hurt by doing nothing.
May we be your hands that touch gently, in true compassion, mindful
Of the sweetness of a child. O God, help us.

O God of
all,
God who hears the cries of those in despair
The cries of women, abused, ignored, blamed as if they caused the hurt,
May you, O God, be in those cries and offer solace
And may we be brace. May we not hide away
Or ignore, or blame the victim, or just stand by doing nothing.
May we be your voice, speaking up for justice, mindful
That one voice will lead to two voices, to a choir. O God, help us.

O God of
all,
God who hears the silence of those who turn away,
Who bury what they have seen, who ignore what they have done,
May you, O God, be in the silence, and offer words
And may we hear deeply into our lives, your call
For us to rise, united, a people who will not stand for
Abuse, violence, harm of any one, harm of any creature
May we be your compassion, the means through which
Your care speaks into the world. O God, help us.

O God of
all,
be with those who are ill, may they find wholeness.
Be with those who weep or worry or cannot sleep
Tend to the fears, remind us that the night,
The darkness, is also the place of life, the womb,
Where love begins.

Tend to the weary, bless
The dying, soothe the afflicted.

Call us
in all we do
to rise up
in love
speak out
in compassion
to be signs of
your love
healing the
broken places
with your mercy.
Amen.