Glory be to God
For shooting stars
And strong sons, striding
Across an open sky
Of unfurled grace.
For great hearts that could not
Rest
Until they found their rest in Him.
Glory be
To the one who heals the broken
To the one who breaks the saint.
Glory be to the Father
Who stoops to gather fallen soldiers
And rock them in the arms
That rock the sea.
Glory be to the Son
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