Your Law, O Lord, is perfect.
Your statues wise and sweet to the heart.
Your precepts are good;
They keep our feet from stumbling.
Blessed is the nation that trusts in them,
That considers the poor and the widow;
That attends to those in prison;
That speaks for those who can’t speak for themselves.
Therefore, we cry, “Be merciful to us, O Lord.”
Heal our souls and renew our minds,
For we have sinned against You,
And forgotten Your Word.
The nation’s heart is heavy and hurt,
Burdened by the weight of our iniquity.
Our enemies plot to strike against us
While we seem weak and weary.
But You, O Lord, still reign on high.
You can be strength in our weakness,
Protection in our vulnerability,
And a light unto our feet.
That we may find our way back to wisdom
And Truth and empathy and love.
That we may find the will to show restraint,
As the only way to be truly free.
Be merciful, Father.
Lift up a generation of the righteous,
Open our senses to You,
Give us ears to hear.
That we may bless Your name,
In word and deed,
Joining the angel choir
Which praises You from everlasting to everlasting.