O God, our God, disabled God, your love shines through a human face, your broken body crippled, scarred, your risen life our truth and grace. Turn our impairment into power and use our lives to serve you best, the strengths that by endurance flower, the gifts we own, unique and blessed. Our body language may not tell the fears that you alone can know, the struggles of our secret hell, the selves we do not choose to show. O Holy, Wholly Holy One, accessible to every call, the doorway open to the dawn-- you welcome and embrace us all. O God, our God, disabled God, creation groans till all are free. Through joy and pain, through ill and good, our world will find your harmony.