"Days pass, and the years vanish, and we walk sightless among miracles.
God, fill our eyes with seeing and our minds with knowing:
Let there be moments when Your presence, like lightning, illumines the darkness in which we walk.
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Help us to see, wherever we gaze, that the bush burns unconsumed.
And we, clay, touched by God, will reach out for holiness and exclaim:
How filled with awe is this place, and we did not know it!
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