On this Election Day as we try to work out how best to use our vote to make a positive difference in our world, I thought I would share the full text of the prayer I tried to learn as I walked Hadrian’s Wall. I understand it comes from the Celtic oral tradition some time in the first millennium.
You are the peace of all things calm
You are the place to hide from harm
You are the light that shines in dark
You are the heart’s eternal spark
You are the door that’s open wide
You are the guest who waits inside
You are the stranger at the door
You are the calling of the poor
You are my Lord and with me still
You are my love, keep me from ill
You are the light, the truth, the way
You are my Saviour this very day.