Lord -
You speak, and what You speak, You accomplish.
Take the tender sprigs of our lives and set us out. Plant us, so we may produce boughs and bear fruit. Plant us, so we may become noble cedars. Plant us, so we may offer shade to every kind of bird and every kind of winged creature.
You are the Lord, and Your work in our world lets all the trees of the field know who You are. Bring low the high tree, and make high the low tree. Dry up the green tree, and make the dry tree flourish.
Overturn our lives and our systems, so all may become Your cedars.
Accomplish it just as You have spoken. Amen.