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Collateral damage is a euphemism for murder…

1 There are no strangers to God’s love, 
yet we have privatised God’s grace. 
Bounded by nationhood and lies, 
in fear we shrouded love’s own face. 
Acknowledging our sin and greed 
we come confessing common need.

2 These are our neighbours and our friends,
the ones who run in fear from war,
who dread abuse by power or state,
or seek the means to be less poor;
these are the ones we have denied,
as in each one the Christ has cried.

3 When people seeking sanctuary 
come to our shores and need our aid, 
then in Christ’s name let’s offer care;
through this our debt of love is paid.
God’s grace is free, this grace receive,
let actions show what we believe.

Andrew E Pratt (born 1948)
© 2010 Stainer & Bell Ltd 
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Our words…the hushed silence of a library whisper

…lest God might hear our prayer?

No alleluia breaks the silence, 

no footstep on the stair.

1 A bloodied child foreshadowed by a cross,
both share their taste of evil and of loss,
and when will people ever live and learn
that hurt and harm is all that war can earn?

2 We hold our breath in horror as we view
this scene forever old, forever new;
amid the dust and rubble strewn around
a child cries out and parents can’t be found.

3 How long, O Lord we cry, each hollow word,
our pleas of peace increasingly absurd?
Good God, forgive us when inaction’s voice
speaks loudly of our violent, hurtful choice.

Andrew E Pratt (born 1948)
© 2016 Stainer & Bell Ltd.
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