The feet of God have touched this earth
and known the feel of grass and growth.
The eyes of God have looked to see
the sunrise he had caused to be.

The hands of God have felt the tree
on which his heart once broke for me.
The mind of God was torn with grief
for our remaking, our relief.

The lips of God have spoken out
in whisper, question, song and shout,
and those with open ears to hear,
receive the message loud and clear.

So, living God, make us anew!
Nothing in us is strange to you.
In earth or heaven, all are yours;
what we have wrecked, your love restores.


Christopher Idle (b.1938)
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