Dear Weaver of Our Lives’ Design

Dear weaver of our lives’ design

whose patterns all obey,

with skillful fingers gently guide

the sturdy threads that will survive

the tangle of our days.

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Take up the fabric of our lives

with hands that gently hold;

bind in the ragged edge that care

would sunder and that pain would tear,

and mend our rav’ling souls.

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Let eyes that in the plainest cloth

a hidden beauty see;

discern in us our richest hues,

show us the patterns we may use

to set our spirits free.