Kyrie eleison

Like others who came of age in the 1980's, the first time I ever heard the term Kyrie eleison was courtesy the 1985 hit song by Mr. Mister. It was years later before I learned of its early Christian origins.

The human soul, in its fallen state, has an almost instinctive and desperate need for mercy. While many run from any such admission, is there a man or woman in this world who has not quietly cried out for relief, mercy or forgiveness? These mysterious Greek words, at least for me, tap something within me beyond what the English translation is able to reach. For while many at some point have called out to the Lord for mercy, a softly whispered Kyrie eleison conveys in me a mystical assurance that I've been heard. The words, of course, matter little compared to the posture of the heart. Nevertheless, the prayer remains potent.

Kyrie Eleison (Lord have Mercy)

Kyrie, hear this feeble prayer
As I seek to find my way
In a place drowning in the decibels of dread
Where the spirit languishes for peace
For ears to hear.

Kyrie eleison.

Kyrie, your Word is a song
On the lips of the living
And where the soul struggles for every breath
Live I in this world
Straining to hear.

Kyrie eleison.

Kyrie, I cannot last this way
Knowing what I know and
Failing to express the Truth that flickers within
For I am a sinner
In desperate need of You.

Kyrie eleison.