Heal Me, Lord

We did not bring ourselves

Into this world

We do not know

How or when we’ll leave

But Covid concentrates the mind

Brings out the best

Shows people to be kind


A servant lying paralysed at home

The master goes to find the Nazarene

I know the way that power works

I order and am obeyed

Heal my servant

Simply say a word


Say that word O Lord over me

Whatever needs your healing

Let it be

In sickness or in health

I wish to share your wealth

Of loving kindness

Pouring out of me


Brian Fahy

29 November 2021

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