For the Laborers of this Land
Gracious God, we remember before you those who suffer want and anxiety from unemployment and underemployment: impress upon the leaders of this land, both public and private, to work diligently and collectively for those who have been steadfast in their pursuit of suitable and fulfilling employment, with the goal of receiving just payment for their labor. Let the true miracle be the work of your people for your people, as a nation built upon the promise of life liberty and pursuit of happiness which it dares to deliver. Help us and strengthen us to establish equal protection and equal opportunity for all, and grant that everyone of us enjoys the riches of your land, to the glory of your name.
Adapted from BCP 824,826
Amen! Wouldn’t it be beautiful if this prayer could be spoken in every school every morning!
Yes yes yes-beautiful indeed!
Amen!!! Thank you Dear Friend!! 🙂
All praise to God. Your welcome
Petition after Victory
From On a Note of Triumph by Norman Corwin
Lord God of trajectory and blast
Whose terrible sword has laid open the serpent
So it withers in the sun for the just to see.
Sheathe now the swift avenging blade with the name of nations writ on it.
And assist in the preparations of the plowshare.
Lord God of fresh bread and tranquil mornings,
Who walks in the circuit of heaven among the worthy,
Deliver notice to the fallen young men
That tokens of orange juice and a whole egg appear now before hungry children;
That night again falls cooling on the earth as quietly as when it leaves Your hand;
That Freedom has withstood the tyrant like a Malta in a hostile sea
And that the soul of man is surely a Sevastopol which goes down hard and leaps from ruin quickly.
Lord God of the topcoat and the living wage,
Who furred the fox against the time of winter
And stored provender of bees in the summer’s brightest places,
Do bring sweet influences to bear upon the assembly line.
Accept the smoke of the mill town among the accredited clouds of the sky:
Fend from the wind with a house and a hedge, him whom You made in Your image.
And permit him to pick of the tree and the flock
That he may eat today without fear of tomorrow
And clothe himself with dignity in December.
Lord God of test tube and blueprint,
Who jointed molecules of dust and shook them till their name was Adam,
Who taught worms and stars how they could live together,
Who loosed the apple over Newton’s head and organized the seasons:
Appear now among the parliaments of conquerors and give instruction to their schemes:
Measure out new liberties so none shall suffer for his father’s color or the credo of his choice:
Post proofs that brotherhood is not so wild a dream as those who profit by postponing it pretend:
Sit at the treaty table and convoy the hopes of little peoples through expected straits,
And press into the final seal a sign that peace will come for longer than posterities can see ahead,
That man unto his fellow man shall be a friend forever.
Lord God of Trajectory and Blast! I love it. Had to read through this several times.Absolutely beautiful. I don’t know Norman Corwin. Thank you for sharing this with me