A Prayer

Zechariah's Song. It meant a lot to me when I read it--just like poetry.

“Blessed be the Lord God of Israel,
    for he has visited and redeemed his                                        

         people 

and has raised up a horn of salvation         

   in the house of his servant David,
as he spoke by the mouth of his holy                                                             prophets from of old,

that we should be saved from our  

        enemies
    and from the hand of all who 

         hate us;

to show the mercy promised to our

        fathers
    and to remember his holy covenant,
 the oath that he swore to our father

         Abraham, to grant us
    that we, being delivered from the 

         hand of our enemies,
might serve him without fear,
     in holiness and righteousness before 

        him all our days.                                                                And you, child, will be called the 

       prophet of the Most High;

    for you will go before the Lord to 

       prepare his ways,                          

to give knowledge of salvation to his 

         people

    in the forgiveness of their sins,                                               because of the tender mercy of our 

          God, whereby the sunrise shall visit us                                  

        from on high                                                                                to give light to those who sit in 

         darkness and in the shadow of       

         death,

    to guide our feet into the way of                                                               peace.”     

~Luke 1:68-79