Prayer For The New Year
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Margaret Widdemer
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Lord God, we lift to Thee
A world hurt sore.
Look down, and let it be
Wounded no more!
Lord, when this year is done
that wakes today
Many shall pray to Thee
Who do not pray;
Let all lips comfort them,
All hearts be kind,
They who this year shall leave
Their joys behind:
Give them Thy comforting,
Help them to know
That though their hopes are gone
Thou dost not go;
They who shall give for Thee
Lover and son,
Show them Thy world set free,
Thy battles done!
Lord God, we lift to Thee
A world in pain,
Look down and let it be
Made whole again!
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