Like an infant’s open-eyed wonder
and the insights of a wise grandmother,
like a young man’s vision for justice
and the vitality that shines in a girl’s face,
like tears that flow in a friend bereaved
and laughter in a lover’s eyes,
you have given us ways of seeing, O God,
you have endowed us with sight like your own.
Let these be alive in us this day,
let these be alive in us.
From Sounds of the Eternal: A Celtic Psalter by John Philip Newell