Psalm 143: A Psalm for Easter Saturday
 
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Father, hear our prayer this black day.
Bring life out of death, we beg you.
Your servant is gone, and our souls faint with grief.
 
His enemies surrounded him, beat him,
crushed the life out of him.
He cried out, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.”
 
We call to you with a terrible thirst,
our hearts dry and desolate.
He cried out, “I am thirsty.”
 
No one is innocent, except for him,
but he died under the sins of all of us,
crying, “Father, forgive them.”
 
We remember all he did and all he said
and we put out trust in you.
He cried out, “It is finished.”
 
O for good news! O for a new day!
O that we might hear of your loving power in the morning!
He said he would lead us into life.
He said that love would conquer death;
your Son, your servant.
 

Photo: in the church at the Sisters of Nazareth, in Israel.