This comes out of an online creative retreat. The prompt was an Easter Kyrie from the Anglican Book of Common Prayer:
Like Mary at the empty tomb, we fail to grasp the wonder of your presence. Lord, have mercy. All Lord, have mercy. Like the disciples behind locked doors, we are afraid to be seen as your followers. Christ, have mercy. All Christ, have mercy. Like Thomas in the upper room, we are slow to believe. Lord, have mercy. All Lord, have mercy.
I wrote a lyric based on it, and Rachel Wilhelm set it to music:
On the heart that cannot see you in the garden, on the fear that clings too close to what it knows, oh, have mercy, Lord, and grant us all your pardon, in the garden where the life you planted grows. On the courage that deserted us at midnight, on the promises we made and broke at once, oh, have mercy, Lord, and meet us in the dawnlight when the hope within us rises up and runs. Give us mercy ever new, Lord, to rise again, Lord, to rise again with you. (2x) On the eyes that have to see before they trust you, on that hands that only love what they can hold, oh, have mercy, Lord, and give us leave to touch you, touch the wounded hand that points us to the fold. On the fragile clay that cannot help but crumble, on the frail humanity you made like you, oh, have mercy, Lord, and catch us as we stumble. Lift us up again and give us life anew.
Listen to it! And then go listen to the rest of Rachel’s stuff!
Kate Bluett 
