Spirit of Endurance, God of Many Names, and One Transforming and Abundant Love,
We pause to honor this hour the struggle of justice-seeking people throughout our land, and our world.
Fifty years since the Dream of Freedom was voiced so clearly,
We still know poverty,
we still know violence,
we still know oppression.
Help us to learn a new way;
To lift up the broken,
To care for the sick,
To feed the hungry,
To build roofs for each of our neighbors,
To love boldly.
May we brake the shackles of privilege,
That tarnish all our souls,
And harm the bodies of so many.
May we remember that in serving others,
We are saving ourselves as well;
For our collective wholeness is ever bound
In the wholeness of each of us.
God of Justice, we hold in our hearts this hour the spirit of democracy,
Knowing that whenever we silence one voice, our spirit goes quietly with it.
May our nation find a way to ensure each has a voice, and a vote;
That each may earn a living that respects the value of their work;
Teach us to extend our hands to help another up,
So that we may stand straight ourselves some day.
Open our vision to a dream that honors what is possible and what is right,
Not what is practical, or expedient, or convenient.