Lord God, who created mountains with words, and moves those mountains with our faith,
We confess that our faith is small;
we haven’t moved ourselves, much less any mountains.
So we wonder if we even have the mustard seed in our hearts?
Be the sower of this faith seed in us,
then it will take root and remain,
and the stem will sprout and wrap itself around the largest of mountains,
and the smallest of hills.