Lord,
From the depths of our precariousness, we do not give up, we raise our hands to You!
We will not bow to fate, but we will bow to You,
because you are the master of all possibilities, and you want us to stand on our own two feet.
We stretch out our hands: prayer is our dignity.
It is the breath that keeps us alive. It is part of your movement of life,
it creates in us a current of hope. It cleanses and renews all our judgements.
We stretch out our hands to you, Lord, our hands that break bread every day.
Make them better able to share, quicker to give. Let them reach out and touch one another,
to enlarge this body of humanity that sanctifies your Father’s name, in Jesus Christ and in the Spirit.