Spirit of Jesus, if I love my neighbor
out of my knowledge, leisure, power of wealth,
help me to understand my neighbor's anger:
the helplessness that hates my power to help.
And if, when I have answered need with kindness,
my neighbor rises, wakened from despair,
keep me from flinching when the cry for justice
requires of me the changes that I fear.
If I am hugging safety or possessions,
uncurl my spirit, as your love prevails,
to join my neighbors, work for liberation,
and find my freedom at the mark of nails.