O Lord who wore a crown of thorns, we are once again helpless when it comes to saving ourselves.
We ask for your mercy, O God. Not because we deserve it, but because you are good.
Mercy for believers and seekers, skeptics and haters. Mercy for scientists and nurses and doctors who are doing all they can. Mercy for the sick and the fearful.
Comfort for those who already mourn.
Wisdom where there is no wisdom. Peace where there is no peace. Hope where there is no hope.
Deliver us, O God. Be our King of Kings!