Come, Holy Spirit, you who knows the secrets of the heart.
Anoint my lips with grace, let my art be a river whose streams
make glad the city of God; let the work of my hands
perpetuate your memory through all generations. Send
forth your light and your truth, let them guide me. Put
your song in me. By the light of your face grant me victory.
My life is but a breath and all my longings lie open before you,
O Lord. Let my art be the place where those longings
and your great love and desire for me meet. Fill my heart
with the fire of your love. That all who look and see
will know that you are God of the universe.
In the holy name of Jesus, Amen.
--inspired by my reading this morning: Psalm 38-45.