by Gideon Burton
after Matthew 6:9-13
Oh, walker of the clouds, we call thy name.
Our spirits' parent, Father, hear us now.
We welcome here thy kingdom, let the same
who made it find our happy yielding bows
unto divinest will on this dark plane,
as answering angels in illumined courts
above rain manna plain below, that gain
of simple life may in us (out of sorts)
regain forgiving grace for those who harm
our Christian peace -- deliver us as fast
to charity as with thy saving arm
away from worldly ills whose poisons last.
Thou canst our prayer answer, sure and strong;
for kingdom, glory, might to thee belong.
Photo: flickr - cmcgough
Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen.