God, loving ruler of our world, all things were made by you; by your creative, gracious power you made us rulers too. But we reject you; godless lives spin out our sorry tale, and in ourselves, our land, our world, how hopelessly we fail! You take us fairly at our word; and if we still rebel your judgment pays us what we ask: the godless death of hell. Yet you are love! You gave your Son; this Man has met our need: your rule he lived, our death he died, the slaves of sin are freed! You raised him from the stony grave, to spell the end of death: he brings good news, forgiveness, life: he comes to judge the earth. So grant me grace to follow Christ, and I will surely pray, trust all his words, accept his rule and walk with him today.