Come, Lord Jesus!
Come to this world so laden with sorrow,
dirtied with greed,
fractured by war and hate,
weighed down with anxiety.
Come to our hearts that sometimes long for you
and sometimes choose lesser things over your love.
Come to your beloved people
who don’t know how to receive you.
Come as you are to me,
into this murky heart that too often desires you
to come as someone you are not,
to your dim child who is not sure
to recognize you in your coming.
Brighten these eyes in your beauty, O Beauty,
and enliven the dullness of this mind, O lovely Truth.
Come, O come, Lord Jesus!
The Spirit and the bride say, ‘Come.’
And let everyone who hears say, ‘Come.’
And let everyone who is thirsty come.
Let anyone who wishes take the water of life as a gift. …
The one who testifies to these things says, ‘Surely I am coming soon.’
Amen. Come, Lord Jesus!
(Revelation 22:17, 20)