As towers fall and lives are lost,
in war we trust, whatever the cost;
yet here, amid the dust, we pray:
"Have mercy, Lord, grant peace today."
Come, Man of Sorrows, weeping still
to see such readiness to kill,
each heart from rage and fear release
to find in you fresh hope and peace.
Come, Risen Christ, throw open wide
the bolted doors of scorn and pride,
and bless us with humility
to live at peace, on family.
Come, Lord of All, and help us see
the havoc done to land and sea;
let our indulgent greed give way
to making peace with earth this day.
Come, Prince of Peace, our hatreds stem
and build your new Jerusalem
where spire and minaret and dome
proclaim to all: Salaam! Shalom!