During the conference, I was smitten by the lyrics of “Light Dawns on a Weary World” written by Mary Louise Bringle.
Light dawns on a weary world when eyes begin to see all people’s dignity. Light dawns on a weary world: the promised day of justice comes.
The trees shall clap their hands; the dry lands, gush with springs; the hills and mountains shall break forth with singing! We shall go out in joy, and be led forth in peace, as all the world in wonder echoes shalom.
Love grows in a weary world when hungry hearts find bread and children’s dreams are fed. Love grows in a weary world: the promised feast of plenty comes.
Hope blooms in a weary world when creatures, one forlorn, find wilderness reborn. Hope blooms in a weary world: the promised green of Eden comes.