Is this not the sort of fast that pleases me
– it is the Lord God who speaks –
to loose the bonds of injustice,
to undo the thongs of the yoke,
to let the oppressed go free.
to share your bread with the hungry,
and shelter the homeless poor,
to clothe the man you see naked
and not turn from your own kin?
Then will your light shine like the dawn
And your wound be quickly healed over.
May our lights shine brightly!