Father of Creation,
God of Faithfulness,
The First and the Last,
You show your love to us through time.
Every moment of existence is a fragile gift,
A blessing to live within the beauty of biodiversity.
To You be praise and glory.
Father of Lights,
God of Creativity,
In space and time,
Frail flesh is blessed by You,
To bear an image of the eternal,
As divine honor is bestowed on us.
A commendation,
A benediction,
From on high,
To be all praise and glory.
Father of Creation,
God of Participation,
You have called humanity,
To tend and keep,
To love and serve,
Through space and time,
Through seasons, soil, and sweat.
To You be all praise and glory.
The cosmic temple of Your creation
Takes our breath away,
Called to worship alongside non-human worshippers,
Who participate in a symphony of praise,
In soil and sky,
Rainforests and rivers,
In grassland, oceans, and savanna.
To You be all praise and glory.
Father of Creation,
God of Justice,
We, like sheep, have gone astray,
And wandered from Your way,
We have betrayed our calling.
We have built Babel,
We are East of Eden.
Christ, have mercy.
Instead of tending and keeping,
We have plundered and pillaged.
The soil and the seas are dying.
Lord, have mercy.
Instead of loving and serving,
We devastated and despoiled,
The rainforests and rivers are dying,
Lord, have mercy.
Instead of participating in a symphony of praise,
Our grasslands, oceans, and savannah,
Take up a lament,
A cry of extinction.
Lord, have mercy.
We have built Babel,
We are East of Eden.
Christ, have mercy.
Father of Creation,
God of Hope,
We look forward,
With anticipation and fear,
Not knowing what the coming years will hold,
As we come to terms with our own existential threat.
We have been seduced by consumerism and unrestrained capitalism,
We will reap what we sow.
Lord, have mercy.
Father of Creation,
God of Hope,
Even in our present dark hour, we look to You,
For the light and radiance of Your Son,
To shine upon our hearts,
To lift our souls,
To move us from despondence and despair, to
A loving rage,
A holy anger,
A righteous rebellion,
In which we will
Tend,
Keep,
Love and serve,
And do and be,
Something beautiful,
As we take up the song of cosmic justice.
Father of Creation,
God of Faithfulness,
The first and the last,
You show your love to us through time,
Every moment of existence is a fragile gift,
A blessing in the beauty of biodiversity.
To You be praise and glory.
Amen.
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