The faith has become a religion
And the House of prayer a market
The remnants of the triumphant march
Litter the street as a sad testament to reality
Jesus, do you know what comes your way?
Can you already feel the scourging?
Do you see the crosses lining the road
And imagine what must yet be?

Was it all for naught, Jesus?
Are we back at much the same place?
Is our faith a mere shadow?
The church now given to activity
Rather than given to worship and prayer?
Who now will offer a sacrifice for life?
Who now will take on the struggle?
Who now will trust the Father to move
And bring life from whitewashed graves?

“As the Father has sent me, so I send you.”
The words echo in the distance
Yet are drowned out by our platitudes
We are glad when you come to us
But not so ready when you send us
Let us once again hear your words
“I am with you always, even to the end”
Put within us your heart and courage
Give to us the Spirit of truth and grace
Help us to give ourselves for others
As you gave yourself for us

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