1 When a prophet sings of justice
like broad rivers flowing free
let me clearly see the vision
of an earth that might yet be:
God's intention, human dreams,
righteousness like mighty streams,
waters teeming with salvation
to wash clean the whole creation.

2 When a gospel speaks of hunger
for the Word and for the bread,
let me hear how with each feeding
of the hungry, Christ is fed:
how, as we attend their cry,
loaves and fishes multiply
in a eucharist of sharing,
in a sacred meal of caring.

3 When an old song can remind us
of how simple gifts can be,
God, you let us come together,
from our selfish selves set free,
freed from pomp and circumstance,
free to join in Christ's own dance,
turned 'round right, and in the turning,
your own will for us discerning.

4 As you grant us better insight
with the vision your grace gives,
help us make the wiser choices,
simplest of alternatives;
stripped of empty act and talk
we may take a humbler walk,
justice, kindness no abstractions,
but made real in words and actions.