Create a new heart in us,

O risen Christ.

Our old hearts falter,

exhausted with nostalgia,

shrinking in yesterday’s shadows.

They look to the past to find you,

but you are not in the past.

You live in the future.

From tomorrow’s fullness

you are coming to us,

aflame with morning light.

Help us, then,

who live so ploddingly,

to imitate you

not as we conjure you on

mythic hillsides long ago,

but as you are now in glory:

all imagination—

unlimited, original, and new.