I see the world through my own eyes, Lord
– and I know my eyes play tricks on me…
Sometimes I miss what’s right in front of me:
My bias, prejudice, selfishness and haste blur my vision
and keep me from seeing
what’s hiding in plain sight…
And sometimes, Lord, I see things that aren’t there,
at least not in reality:
I « see » what I only imagine,
I see what I want to see,
I see what fantasy tempts me to take as real
– when I know it’s not…
And sometimes, Lord, I refuse to see
what you’d have me see:
an opportunity, perhaps a new path,
a neighbor’s need or helping hand,
a challenge, a slice of the truth
or the next right thing I might do…
And some times, Lord – I’m just blind!
Oh, I can see with the eyes in my head –
but my mind’s eyes are cloudy,
my heart’s eyes are closed
and my soul’s eyes glaze over
in lazy indifference and boredom…
And though I know my vision’s blurred
I still presume, sometimes I insist,
that others should see the world
as I see it,
as I perceive it,
as I know it,
as I want it to be,
as it looks to me,
as I « know » it…
Blurry vision – that’s what I’ve got!
Help me see more clearly, Lord:
repair, adjust and correct my vision…
Help me see the world through your eyes, Lord
for with crystal clarity you see everything
plain as day, just as it is
and help me see the world through my neighbor’s eyes,
through my neighbors pain and needs and wants..
You see what’s real, Lord,
you see what’s true and just;
you see through
to the very core of my being
and you see with compassion
with mercy and grace…
You see into every heart and soul;
you read our thoughts before we think them,
you see what no one else can see…
Help me see life as you do, Lord,
with generous compassion and love for all…
Heal my blurry vision, Lord,
’til I find you and see you
in all my sisters and brothers
and in finding you there,
help me see your beautiful face
and envision your merciful love…
Protect me, Lord, while I’m awake
and watch over me while I sleep
that awake, I might keep watch with you
and asleep, rest in your peace…
open the eyes of my heart:
I want to see you, I want to see you.
To see you high and lifted up,
shining in the light of your glory.
Pour out your pow’r and love,
as we sing, « Holy, Holy, Holy. »
as we sing, « Holy, Holy, Holy. »
Open the eyes of my heart, Lord,
open the eyes of my heart:
I want to see you, I want to see you.
