Christmas mourning robbed their simple joy:
Rachel's pain, of birthing early death.
Mommas crying for each little boy.
Maji came and led by God they left.

Pain today is known in Asian towns:
Hindu hate, cruelty and Muslim wrath
Still tear Christian churches' shelters down--
Hell's own highway crosses Heaven's path.

"Father: Holy, True, Divine dispell
Earthen weeds of sin and human pride.
Open eyes to needs that we can meet
Prepare our lives for peace inside."

Waiting for the final day, we trust
God to do His best where we are weak:
Calling near and firmly then to thrust
Saints onto the roads to boldy speak

Love and peace to those with Christ's own wounds
Across their backs, their faces, legs and arms.
Petty wants and prides curtailed and pruned,
May our lives be free of all that harms.