A prayer for Pentecost

Published on 25 May 2012

Flames

Lord of all winds, of change, of growth

of freezing blast and burning truth;

Lord of all breezes, breaths and flames,

of chances lost and come again;

Lord of the hopeless and the tired,

of life expired and re-inspired;

Lord of all futures lost and broke,

Lord of all dreams gone up in smoke,

Lord of forsaken love and doubt,

Lord of the Flame That Won’t Go out;

Lord, Dearest Lord, of How Things Are;

of all the ways we cannot cope,

of all the hopes we daren’t hope,

now, recognise us from afar.

Breathe through our hearts and souls and minds.

Burn up what’s weak or gross or bored.

Burn up what’s squalid and unkind

and burn in us forever, Lord.

Amen.