Ottawa's Prayer

Oh Lord, hear our cry, in the midnight hour's call

Touched by the storm, but we still stand tall

Dark skies over Ottawa, April’s harsh grace

Homes torn asunder, a quiet, shattered place

Four generations, stories now in the wind

We rise from the ashes, courage begins again

Hold our hearts in your gentle hands

Bring light to these darkened lands

Wrap your love around every soul

Make broken hearts whole

Pray for the battered towns and the fallen trees

For the families lost in the tears and the breeze

Heavenly Father, send your mercy down

Lift us up, break the sorrow’s crown

Power out, darkness falls, silence amid the storm

But faith’s flicker glowing, keeps our spirits warm

Hands joined in prayer, voices rise in hope

With your grace, Lord, we learn how to cope

Hold our hearts in your gentle hands

Bring light to these darkened lands

Wrap your love around every soul

Make broken hearts whole

Pray for the battered towns and the fallen trees

For the families lost in the tears and the breeze

Heavenly Father, send your mercy down

Lift us up, break the sorrow’s crown

Time will heal, but now we pray

For strength on this stuff-filled day

Guided by your endless love

Trusting in the stars above

Oh Lord, hear our plea, through storm and despair

In your mercy, find us there

We stand together, hands in prayer

Ottawa’s hope, beyond repair