My Prayers

Sometimes you just need a way to express what is travelling through the balckness of your mind. Instead we often keep locked inside all these things that usuallu only come out as groans and sighs that the Holy Spirit must interpret for us in prayer.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

In Memoriam A.H.H - By alfred, Lord Tennyson

Strong Son of God, immortal love,
Whom we, that have not seen thy face,
By faith and faith alone, embrace,
Believing where we cannot prove;

Thine are these orbs of light and shade;
Thou madest life in man and brute;
Thou madest death, and lo Thy foot
Is on the skull which Thou hast made.

Thou wilt not leave us in the dust:
Thou madest man, he knows not why;
He thinks he is not meant to die;
And Thou hast made him Thou art just.

Thou seemest human and divine,
The highest, holiest manhood Thou;
Our wills are ours, we know not how;
Our wills are ours, to make them Thine.

(first four verses of 352)

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