The vision does not tarry

         How long, God, will you tolerate wrongdoing?
         Destruction and violence are before me;
                  there is strife, and conflict abounds.

         The law is paralyzed, and justice never prevails.
                  The wicked hem in the righteous,

                  so that justice is perverted.

         There is still a vision for the appointed time.
                  If it seems to tarry, wait for it;
                  it will surely come, it will not delay.

         Look at the proud! Their spirit is not right in them,
                  but the righteous live by their faith.

         Moreover, wealth is treacherous;
                  the arrogant do not endure.
                           —Habakkuk 1.2-4, 2.2-5


Beloved One,
         I root myself in your grace.

Others are blinded by anxiety
         but I see your vision of peace.

Others may gasp for air and grasp
         but I breathe in your love
         and rest in your mercy.

Others may live by desperate strife
         but I receive your blessing.

I trust your faithfulness.
         I open myself to your grace.

Beloved, I live by your love.
         I live by your love.