Sing to our spirits, Holy One.
Sing comfort as the darkness reaches its
height in these shadow-filled winter days.
Remind us that the darkness can be a place of
nurture, growth, rest or renewal.
As angels sang to fearful shepherds,
soothe our trembling, and turn our eyes to awe.
Sing to our spirits, O Wisdom.
Sing challenge (even in this joyful season)
for us to confront the injustices enduring
in our world, our nation, even our own everyday choices.
With Mary’s hopeful song of change in our ears,
strengthen us to live just lives.
Sing to our spirits, Redeemer.
Sing healing into each cell of our beings,
peace into each tense moment,
forgiveness when we forget your way.
And when the promise of Christmas seems distant;
when pain, loss or fear envelopes us;
when addiction claims our focus;
when busyness overtakes what is most sacred to us
sing to our spirits once more,
to remind us you are present in all.
Through music we worship you today, O God:
music is our prayer and our offering.
Open us to the song, that you may infuse our very lives with it,
with the Light coming into the world.
In the name of the Messiah I pray, amen.
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