Heal Us

Illustration by Daniel Erlander

When I thought of the word, "healing," I thought of one of my favorite Medical Mission Sisters songs, "Come Down, Lord" (words by Miriam Therese Winter):

Come down, Lord, my son is ill
Wracked with fever the live longday.
He is life to me. If you will
Drive death away, drive death away.

Lord, do not come to my house I'm unworthy.
Speak and the promise is sealed
For when your word, O God, is spoken
He shall be healed, he shall be healed.

Come down, Lord, my soul is ill
Wracked with anquish the livelong day.
All my sorrowing will be still
If you but say, if you but say.

Lord, do not come to my house, I'm unworthy.
Speak and the promise is sealed.
For when your word, O God, is spoken
I shall be healed, I shall be healed.

Come down, Lord, the world is ill
Wracked with bloodshed the livelong day.
We must struggle for peace until
You show the way, you show the way.

Lord, do not come to our house, we're unworthy.
Speak and the promise is sealed.
For when your word of love is spoken
We shall be healed, we shall be healed.

Heal us.
We hunger for your healing touch for our sick world.

When we are mentally, physically or spiritually ill,
      Heal us;
When we latch on to fear and hold it like a shield,
      Heal us;
When we use language that separates ourselves from others,
      Heal us;
When we embrace a culture of death rather than one that embraces life,
      Heal us;
When we start believing that we are good and our enemies are bad,
      Heal us;
When we do things that harm the earth,
     Heal us;
When we put our self-interest before the needs of others,
     Heal us.
         
Give healing to your world.
Speak your word of love:
Heal us and make us whole.