Kyrie Eleison


The sun reborn in fever and chills,
And yet we dread each dawn.
Blossoms grace our shrouded hills,
Kyrie eleison!

Birdsong floats in warming air,
Yet we suspect a con:
When all is fear, they still sing fair?
Kyrie eleison!

Again Earth swings from night to day
So safety masks we don.
In Jesus' name we kneel and pray—
Kyrie eleison!