God of listening, God of peace,
In our hearts may you increase,
Till our flow of words shall cease,
and we hear you.
Listening is the hardest skill,
Silences we strain to fill,
Far too restless to be still
And just hear you.
If our well-planned words defeat
Words of others that we meet,
Hesitant and incomplete,
Father, hear them.
If the insights that we seek
Come from someone tired and weak,
Looking for a chance to speak,
Help us hear them.