HALLOWED

Hallowed

Hallowed be your name.

I find myself in the darkness, Hands on the edge of abyss.

Hallowed be your name,
In my suffering -
You are the one who redeems And turns my winter to spring.

Hallowed be the moments I sit with questions, The moments I run and
The moments I wrestle.

Hallowed be the God who is not afraid Of my doubts and fears
Who does not run
When I don’t know what to say,

But takes my hand and leads me to the truth.

Hallowed be the words I pray When I cannot find my own, Give me today my daily bread I whisper

Because I need you.

Help me forgive,
Because I cannot do it on my own. Show me the way,
Because I cannot find it alone.

Hallowed be my father, Who holds,
Who carries,
Who fights

And
Who loves.

Hanna Glover