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So begins the prayer.
Not my, or I, but our - 
Together in community
United with humanity

Not focused on me
It’s the grand collective we - 
That says
we are family.

Created in God’s image
Our life a pilgrimage
I live with advantage

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So begins the prayer.
Not my, or I, but our -
In every nation you hear the sound
Different languages, accents, it still resounds.

Calling to us across the years
Reminding us we’re all peers.

No. - 

Not peers - family

Sister and brother.

From the back street alley
To silicon valley
Red, yellow, black or white
All family in God’s sight

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So begins the prayer.
Not my, or I, but our -
My cupboard’s full, I lack no bread
While my starving sister is almost dead

My homeless brother is cold at night
With many coats I always look just right

All is well, my future’s bright.
But what if God calls me home tonight?

Not me

Just us

Justice

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