While our horizons hem us in

While our horizons

your vision shows a farther shore:

where holiness is not a dream

and Good News runs from door to door.

As risk aversion holds us back

your footsteps trace an urgent path:

to where your reckless grace rebuilds

the love that helps the broken laugh.

What is the bridge that takes us there?

What is the passage to that shore?

If there were easy paths to trace

then human hearts would know for sure.

Give us the wisdom to be fools,

to dare to dream and to declare

the paradox of God in Christ:

that death is life and all may share.

Metre 8.8.8.8. (LM)