Ye clouds and darkness, hosts of night, That bred confusion and affright, Begone! O’erhead the dawn shines clear, The light breaks in and Christ is here. Earth’s gloom flees broken and dispersed, By the sun’s piercing shafts coerced: The day-star’s eyes rain influence bright, And colours glimmer back to sight. Thee, Christ, alone we know; […]
When The Unquiet Hours Depart
June 24, 2012 by Leave a Comment
When the unquiet hours depart And far away their tumults cease, Within the twilight of the heart We bathe in peace, are stilled with peace. The fire that slew us through the day For angry deed or sin of sense Now is the star and homeward ray To us who bow in penitence. We kiss […]
Healing in the Evening
June 13, 2012 by 3 Comments
At even when the sun was set The sick, O Lord, around thee lay; O in what divers pains they met! O with what joy they went away! Once more ’tis eventide, and we Oppressed with various ills draw near; What if thy form we cannot see? We know and feel that thou art here. […]
Jesus of the Scars
June 9, 2012 by 1 Comment
This is a poem by Edward Shillito (1872-1948) which, as a recovering self-injurer, has special meaning to me: Jesus of the Scars If we have never sought, we seek Thee now; Thine eyes burn through the dark, our only stars; We must have sight of thorn-pricks on Thy brow; We must have Thee, O Jesus […]
Don’t Have to Scream
April 6, 2012 by 1 Comment
“Scream” – Zoegirl Does anybody know how I feel? Sometimes I’m numb, sometimes I’m overcome Does anybody care what’s going on? Do I have to wear my scars like a badge on my arm For you to see me, I need release Do I have to scream for you to hear me? Do I have to […]
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