Whither, O, whither art thou fled,My Lord, my Love?My searches are my daily bread;Yet never prove.My knees pierce th’earth, mine eies the skie;And yet the sphereAnd centre both to me denieThat thou art there.Yet can I mark how herbs belowGrow green and gay,As if to meet thee they did know,While I decay.Yet can I mark…
“Lord, come to me,’ he cried in his heart, ‘for I cannot go to thee. If I were to go up and up through that awful space for ages and ages, I should never find thee. Yet there thou art. The tenderness of thy infinitude looks upon me from those heavens. Thou art in them…
Come in as water, come in as air,Come in as sunshine – come everywhereCome in as bread that gives me life,Come in as wine for sin and strifeCome in as daybreak to my night, Come in, my Lord, make in me light. We walk and feel that we are strong, When life and breath to…
This beautiful poem and prayer came to mind this morning, and how fitting it is today, even though the winter be symbolic. The skies are pale for us now, and the winds seem rather cold, and the children need help as much as ever they did before. Father – help us! You are our present…
I was thinking how we operate so much on the physical realm – we walk, we talk, we breathe, we laugh, we run. And we pretty much know what to do to keep our bodies running, and our little corner of the world livable. It’s easy to imagine that if we have taken care of…
When I wake up in the morning, I have my routines and all the little things I feel I have to do. Wash my face, brush my teeth. Make some coffee, and while the machine is working I put away dry dishes, and tidy the living room. Take time to pray, and commune with my…
“O That Thou Wouldst Rend the Heavens and Come Down!” Come through the gloom of clouded skies, The slow dim rain and fog athwart, Through East winds keen and wrong and lies, Come and make strong my hopeless heart. Come through the sickness and the pain, The sore unrest that tosses still, The aching dark…
Father, Thy son came down this blessed day Let our hearts kneel down here where he lay, To stop a moment here and gaze upon his lovely face – A babe born new with eyes that shine as day A moment dear heart – quiet thy roaming renditions Silence all others – Peace lies…
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