The quality of mercy is not strain'd.
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven.
Portia in The Merchant of Venice
by William Shakespeare
Father, forgive me for my lack of words...
for being unable to advocate for mercy...
Please refresh the good memories of the past
in the hearts and minds of those
angry over recent offenses.
Help heal present wounds
and allow reconciliation and reparation
to begin today.
This we pray in Jesus' name. Amen.
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