Remember, Lord, the world you made, for Adam's race to find the life of heaven on earth displayed, a home for humankind. A home of peace: but war and strife and hatred we confess; where death is in the midst of life and children fatherless. A home of freedom: yet the flame burns low for liberty; and few will serve in Jesus' Name that all men may be free. A home of plenty: clothed and fed our sturdy children play; while other children cry for bread not half the world away. Renew our love, O Lord, and touch our hearts to feel and care that we who seem to have so much so little seem to share. For those who have no prayers to say, who in despair are dumb, teach us to live as well as pray `O Lord, your kingdom come!'