Prince of Lights,upon the Throne
Which all theSeven circle,
Immortals ringing
Love eternal,
Hear our prayer
Triune Sky’s renascent Sun,
Swift unmoved and moving still
All the spinning
spheres, hear,
Hear our prayer
Musician,
Master of Silence,
O sweet Symphonist
thundering Melody,
Maker And Mover
of Heaven’s harmony hear,
Hear our prayer
For those who died far from home,
who died suddenly,
Shivering shocked into silence
Grant them your peace
For those who pined on the shore for the lost
long years before Death
brought release
Grant them your peace
For those who denied you and sought you,
Fleeing your face and chasing your shadows;
May they drink of the fountain that drank of the streams
Lord, grant them your peace
For those who fight the tides too quickly come,
Numb with pain, immersed in confusion;
Terrified we might lose them we broken voiced pray,
Through you wounds and for Lazarus’ love let them live
Grant them your peace
For we who remain in the dark wood —
Minoan Throttle of illusion —
doubting the Fire Of your Love which burns all about us, open our eyes,
And grant us your peace
Your peace which passes all understanding:
Keep our hearts and minds in your knowledge and love,
Now and always,
Amen.