When the warmth of spring permeates our skin,
When our path is blossom-scattered;
When the air is filled with avian trills
And happy musical chatter;
When the sun lights up these limestone walls
And the vibrant green of neat-clipped lawns,
And we praise You who has made it all:
You grace us with your presence.
As the Word made flesh, our form you took,
And graced us with your presence;
When love speaks through the words of your Book:
You grace us with your presence;
And when with word and flesh combined,
We celebrate in holy sign,
Through eating bread and drinking wine:
You grace us with your presence.
In sister- and in brother-hood,
In laughter and in prayer,
In grace-filled living and forgiving,
In off'ring costly care;
As we encounter the stranger too,
The poor, and those held in negative view;
When we find in all people the likeness of you:
You grace us with your presence.
And now together in this place
From different customs gathered,
With common call to share your grace -
Thus shortly to be scattered;
We lift our voice in worship, for
By your Spirit now outpoured –
In this moment and forever more
You grace us with your presence!
