I wrote this prayer in 2008 in preparation for the Town of Concord’s Memorial Day Parade and Exercises. As you’ll see, I wrote it to be as inclusive as possible for all who might be in attendance.
A Prayer for Memorial Day
In the quiet sanctuaries of our own hearts,
let each of us name and call on the One
whose power over us is great and gentle,
firm and forgiving,
holy and healing…
You who created us, who sustain us, who call us to live in peace, hear our prayer today…
Hear our prayer for all who have died,
whose hearts and hopes were known
to you alone…
Hear our prayer
for those who put the welfare of others
ahead of their own
and give us hearts as generous as theirs…
Hear our prayer
for those who gave their lives
in the service of others
and accept the gift of their sacrifice…
Help us to shape and make a world where we will lay down the arms of war and turn our swords into ploughshares for a harvest of justice and the victory of peace…
Comfort those who grieve the loss of their loved ones and let your healing be the hope in their hearts…
Hear our prayer today and in your mercy answer us in the name of all that’s holy…
The hymn,O Valiant Hearts, was written to commemorate those who died in the first World War. Its language may be a bit dated but its message is of the moment. Too often, music for Memorial Day celebrates national pride – even though the day’s purpose is to remember and pray for those who made the ultimate sacrifice. The version I’ve chosen is a contemporary arrangement by Sam Robsonwho also supplies all 8 voices in the video!
O Valiant Hearts by Sam Robson
O valiant hearts who to your glory came
through dust of conflict and through battle flame;
tranquil you lie, your knightly virtue proved,
your memory hallowed in the land you loved.
Splendid you passed, the great surrender made;
into the light that nevermore shall fade;
deep your contentment in that blest abode,
who wait the last clear trumpet-call of God.
Long years ago, as earth lay dark and still,
rose a loud cry upon a lonely hill,
while in the frailty of our human clay,
Christ, our Redeemer, passed the self-same way.
Still stands his Cross from that dread hour to this,
like some bright star above the dark abyss;
still, through the veil, the Victor’s pitying eyes
they who have drunk his cup of sacrifice.
O risen Lord, O Shepherd of our dead,
whose cross has bought them and whose staff has led,
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