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!