The pain of the world

         

The pain of those who suffer
         I hold in my heart.
The discouragement of those who struggle,
the despair of those who see no hope
         I hold in my heart.
The weariness of the poor,
The loneliness of the refugee,
         I hold in my heart.
The fear of the abused,
the sorrow of the condemned
         I hold in my heart.
The weight of the cross
         I hold in my heart.

As we share the burden
         shoulder to shoulder
I feel the hands of Christ on mine:
         such love, such love.
I hold the heart of Christ in mine,
         and my own burden vanishes.
The tears of the sorrowful I bear,
         and I am borne.

         
         

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net

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