How God who calls us each by name
and loves us, friend and foe, the same,
must weep with sorrow at the sight
of soldiers fighting in the night.

Our hearts are heavy too with grief,
at violence beyond belief.
We mourn each tragic loss of life,
each wounded victim in the strife.

With all our being we deplore
that nations must resort to war,
that good intentions cannot find
another way, a common mind.

May God release love’s mighty power
to save us in this dreadful hour
from bitter hatred and ill will,
divisions that divide us still.

Let vengeance be of no avail,
and peace with justice soon prevail,
that we may live as God intends,
no longer foes, forever friends.