O my God reaches higher than a redwood's crown

O my God reaches deeper than an oak tree's roots

O my God is more sturdy than a mighty sequoia trunk

O my God

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Instead of thorns, a cypress shall come up

Instead of briers, a myrtle shall grow

 

If that's why my God is made of

What am I afraid of?

Take a breath, take a chance, though the odds are slim

Take a stand, take a stance, go out on a limb

And if you start to fall

Remember you are loved by the God of all

 

O my God chose a frail human body

O my God chose to feel human pain

O my God is a child of refugees

O my God knows the depth of our shame

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Instead of wealth, She came down with nothing

Instead of strength, He made himself weak

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If that's why my God is made of

What am I afraid of?

Take a breath, take a chance, though the odds are slim

Take a stand, take a stance, go out on a limb

And if you start to fall

Remember you are loved by the God of all

 

O my world has been filled up with hatred

And my heart has been filled with fear

O my God, sometimes I cannot hear You

Still my God, let me be Your hands

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Instead of walls, I'll help to build shelter

Instead of war, I'll help to build peace

Instead of silence, I'll speak truth to power

Instead of watching I'll stand up and speak

I will listen and hear

I will make a joyful noise

I'll seek justice for all

And live kindness and love

Instead of despair

I'll break forth in singing

 

Alleluia,

Dona nobis pacem.