
Lord, grant me your peace,
for I have made peace
with what does not give peace
and I am afraid.
Drive me deep, now,
to face myself so I may see
that what I truly need to fear is
my capacity to deceive
and willingness to be decieved,
my loving of things
and using of people,
my struggle for power
and shrinking of soul,
my addiction to comfort
and sedation of conscience,
my readiness to criticize
and reluctance to create,
my clamor for privelege
and silence at injustice,
my seeking for security
and forsaking the kingdom.