AtonementO Lord my God
How long have I marveled
At the work of Your hands,
The beauty of this world
Of all the souls You have born
You steal my breath
As I be still and know
That I am truly alive and will always be
By Your very hands, my God,
The hands of the Artist
Who composed the universe.
So many distractions get in the way
Of my destined adoration
Your artwork has been marred
Torn by the very hands of those
To whom You gave Your art
As a gift of friendship.
So often the moon
Passes before the Sun
Blocking out the light
Of the loving care of Your hands
In Your world, O God.
We lose sight of all the good
Of the eternal and ineffable beauty
Of Your love.
Our bodies groan with hunger and desperation
We feel alone in this cosmos, surrounded by endless shadow
Doomed to nothingness, now and forever
This fear overshadowing the love of our Creator
That in our hearts can never die.
We seem so hopeless here in this fallen world
So forsaken and alone
We cry out for help, for