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When we have shouted ourselves hoarse
and returned residence from the parade,
forgive our wavering commitment to enjoy.

When we have completed our hymns
and departed from the comforts of worship,
forgive our fickle faithfulness.

When we have passed the plate of bread
and swept up all the final crumbs,
forgive our refusal to extend sanctuary.

When we have draped flowers on the altar
and bathed in their perfume of death,
forgive our neglect of our neighbors’ suffering.

And when we have waited by way of the evening
and paced all day in disappointed prayer,
forgive our denial of your revelation.

cross-posted at RevGalBlogPals

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