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Creation Sings/Creation Groans




Father of Creation,

God of Beauty,

You have crafted a world of wonder,

That leaves us breathless,

And you declared it to be good.

To you be all praise, honor, and glory!


We stand in awe of the mysteries of life,

An intricate web of bountiful biodiversity,

A circle of existence,

In which

Rivers and mountains,

Oceans and tundra,

Forests and fauna,

Grasslands and savannahs,

Jungle and woodlands,

Are teeming and inhabited by a whole range of non-human worshippers.


Mammals praise you,

Fish praise you,

Insects praise you,

Reptiles praise you,

Birds praise you,

Holy physicality,

Blessed by you,

In space and time,

To you be all praise, honor, and glory!


We marvel at the majesty,

We marvel at the mystery,

Creation sings.


We marvel at the majesty,

We marvel at the mystery,

This is our home.


Father of Creation,

God of Justice,

We have sinned and done evil in your sight.

Instead of tending and keeping,

We have plundered and pillaged,

Bringing death and destruction

Through our greed and exploitation.


Lord, have mercy,

Christ, have mercy.


We lament the loss,

We grieve at our predicament,

Creation groans.


We lament the loss,

We grieve at our predicament,

What have we done?


We have opened the door to unrestrained capitalism,

And it has overwhelmed us.

We reap what we have sown.


The fragile web of bountiful biodiversity is changing,

Through rising temperatures and rising seas.

Extinctions increase.


Mammals cry out,

Fish cry out,

Insects cry out,

Reptiles cry out,

Birds cry out,

Holy physicality,

Offers a song of lament,

A requiem,

Creation groans.


Father of Creation,

God of Hope,

We join creation in crying out to you.

Forgive us our sins,

Restore to us the joy of our salvation,

Turn to us, and we will be saved.


In our darkest hour,

We ask that the light and love of Christ would be known,

Equip and enable us to

Live and love with hope,

That we would be those who seek to avert the worst of what may be and adapt to what will be with

Love, joy, and peace.


Father of Creation,

God of Life,

In your Son, and our Saviour, Jesus,

we know that

the impossible is made possible,

and the darkest day is not the final day.


Come, Holy Spirit,

Come, Holy Spirit,

Come, Holy Spirit,

These bones will yet live,

There is a tree for the healing of the nations,

Streams will flow in the desert.


Praise the Father,

Praise the Son,

Praise the Holy Spirit.


Amen.



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