Oh Francis, saint of all that’s wild,
We hail you in our humble hall,
receive your spirit–tender, mild–
and heed your welcome, loving call.
The birds above the forest call
as if to say they’ve missed you so.
Oh Francis, saint of all that’s wild,
revive in us the truths we know:
remind us God is love for all,
and each of us a sacred child;
regardless of our own belief,
we are, together, reconciled.
Oh Francis, draw us to your way:
to live akin to stem and leaf
and find divine in peat and clay;
to love, to give, to humbly care
for life and water, soil and air.