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Lord, may we love all your creation,
all the earth and every grain of sand in it.
May we love every leaf, every ray of your light.
For we acknowledge that unto you all that is
like an ocean, all is flowing and blending,
and that to withhold any measure of love
from anything in your universe
is to withhold that same measure from you.
Amen.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
(All creatures of our God and King,
Lift up your voice and let us sing:
Alleluia, alleluia,
Thou burning sun with golden beam,
Thou silver moon with softer gleam,
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.)
