O Righteous Father, your Earth cries in pain
For upon her roaring seas and in her cities,
Sinking into the desert sand and deep in the forest,
The blood of the slain calls for justice,
For the Holy One of Israel,
Who promised long ago to come with flaming fire,
Who guaranteed justice would flow down like waters
Who humbled the Kings of Babylon, brought down the Pharoahs of Egpyt,
Silenced the songs of Tyre and shut the mouths of the proud.
Let your will be done and make war on all sin,
Through the furious wrath You guarantee
And through the merciful sanctification of Your people
By the power of Your Holy Spirit.
The Earth grows weary of her travail,
Of the violences we commit,
Of the gifts we profane,
Of our blasphemies,
Of our lusts,
Of our lies,
Of our idols.
Free your Creation from her bondage
And all those who put their trust in You.
To them, grant them the grace of holiness
So that they may walk in Your ways
And live by Your truth.
Lord God, I have not put my hope in anyone but You,
Be mindful of my lowliness.
