1
Beyond the beauty and the awe,
beyond the fear and dread,
we long, O God, to hear your word,
to taste your transformed bread.
2
Our lives feel torn between the world,
whose needs are grimly real,
and empty talk of peace and joy
with distant, vague appeal.
3
Oh, teach us how to hear your voice
despite the traffic’s din,
to keep the blasts of rancor out
and let your Spirit in.
4
In sound or silence, sight or smell,
may we some token find
that makes your living presence known
to body, soul, and mind.
5
Then help us live as Jesus taught,
as light and salt and yeast,
that others may be brought to share
your promise and your feast.