Prepare the way of the Lord,
make his paths straight.
Prepare my heart, O Lord,
and pave the way for your coming.
Invade and flood me with your Spirit,
and fill the spaces you carve out in me with your own presence.
Every valley shall be filled.
Fill in those depressions dug so deeply in the heart
by distrust
or desperation
or dreams that only disappoint.
Every mountain and hill shall be brought
low.
Cast down those peaks that loom over me
of pride
and pettiness
and promises broken or unkept by me.
The crooked shall be made straight.
Make whole and straight what is out of shape:
the truth that’s bent by my little lies,
the troubled thoughts that wind their way so tortuously through my
mind,
and the timidity that deforms my heart (and cheats others of my love).
The rough ways shall be made smooth;
and all flesh shall see the salvation of
God.
Remove the stones that block my way
and make level a path for my feet
that I not stumble as I run to you!
