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Faith-shaping Poets
Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-89) – Faith Shaper
Foreword Like Gerard Manley Hopkins, but at an earlier age, I was ‘converted’ to a living faith and commitment to Jesus Christ and ‘called’ to a discipleship that would be worked out not in the Church of Scotland, my heritage, nor the local Congregational Church in...
Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-89) – Faith Shaper
Foreword Like Gerard Manley Hopkins, but at an earlier age, I was ‘converted’ to a living faith and commitment to Jesus Christ and ‘called’ to a discipleship that would be worked out not in the Church of Scotland, my heritage, nor the local Congregational Church in...
Our Father: Hallowed on Earth as in Heaven
Wintering Out
I remember this woman who sat for years In a wheelchair, looking straight ahead Out the window at sycamore trees unleafing And leafing at the far end of the lane. Straight out past the TV in the corner, The stunted, agitated hawthorn bush, The same small calves with...
Blue Monday
In this great absence that is like a presence, that compels me to address it without hope of a reply. It is a room I enter from which someone has just gone, the vestibule for the arrival of one who has not yet come. R.S. Thomas...
Springtime
By night when others soundly slept And hath at once both ease and Rest, My waking eyes were open kept And so to lie I found it best. I sought him whom my Soul did Love, With tears I sought him earnestly. He bow’d his ear down from Above. In vain I did not seek or cry....
Wintering Out
I remember this woman who sat for years In a wheelchair, looking straight ahead Out the window at sycamore trees unleafing And leafing at the far end of the lane. Straight out past the TV in the corner, The stunted, agitated hawthorn bush, The same small calves with...
The Bible: Bestowed Word of God
Majestic like the Sun
The Spirit breathes upon the Word, And brings the truth to sight; Precepts and promises afford, A sanctifying light. A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun: It gives a light to every age, It gives, but borrows none. The Hand that gave it...
Born among the trees and leaves
O who will show me those delights on high Echo. I Thou echo, thou art mortal, all men know. Echo. No Wert thou not born among the trees and leaves? Echo. Leaves. And are there any leaves that still abide? Echo. Bide. What leaves are they? Impart the matter wholly....
This book of stars lights to eternal bliss
Oh that I knew how all thy lights combine, And the configurations of their glory! Seeing not only how each verse doth shine, But all the constellations of the story.... Such are thy secrets, which my life makes good, And comments on thee: for in every thing Thy...
Majestic like the Sun
The Spirit breathes upon the Word, And brings the truth to sight; Precepts and promises afford, A sanctifying light. A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun: It gives a light to every age, It gives, but borrows none. The Hand that gave it...
Jesus Christ: Crucified God in Person
Christ is Truth
But ah, bright forelock, cluster that you are Of favoured make and mind and health and youth, Where lies your landmark, sea mark, or soul's star? There's none but truth can stead you. Christ is truth. There's none but good can be good, both for you And what...
Longing!
Under the dark trees, there he stands, there he stands; shall he not draw my eyes? I thought I knew a little how he compels, beyond all things, but now he stands there in the shadows. It will be Oh, such a daybreak, such bright morning, when I shall wake to see him as...
Speak! One Word
‘Thou art a God that hidest Thyself’ (Isaiah 45:15) ... Till Thou givest that sense beyond, To shew Thee that Thou art, and near, Let patience with her chastening wand Dispel the doubt and dry the tear; And lead me child-like by the hand If still in darkness...
Christ is Truth
But ah, bright forelock, cluster that you are Of favoured make and mind and health and youth, Where lies your landmark, sea mark, or soul's star? There's none but truth can stead you. Christ is truth. There's none but good can be good, both for you And what...
Humankind: Sinful, Rebellious and Faithless
Not Nobody!
In life I worked hard and achieved a great deal but in the end I achieved nothing. Solo Nemo
Felled
O if we but knew what we do When we delve or hew - Hack and rack the growing green! Since country is so tender…. Where we, even where we mean To mend her we end her, When we hew or delve: After-comers cannot guess the beauty been. Ten or twelve, only ten or...
My Dragon?
The times are nightfall, look, their light grows less; The times are winter, watch, a world undone.... And I not help.... Or what is else? There is your world within. There rid the dragons, root out there the sin. ’’Your will is law in that small commonweal....
Not Nobody!
In life I worked hard and achieved a great deal but in the end I achieved nothing. Solo Nemo
The Grace of God: Justifying and Converting
Homecoming
Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning, If I lacked anything. ‘A guest’, I answered, ‘worthy to be here.’ Love said,...
God’s Better Beauty
To what serves mortal beauty? Dangerous; does set dancing blood.... What do then? How meet beauty? Merely meet it; own, home at heart, heaven's sweet gift; then leave, let that alone, Yea, wish that though, wish all, God's better beauty, grace. Gerard...
My Trumpetry
From all my lame defeats and oh much more From all the victories that I seemed to score; From cleverness shot forth on thy behalf At which, while angels weep, the audience laugh; From all my proofs of thy divinity, Thou, who wouldst give no sign, deliver me. ...
Homecoming
Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning, If I lacked anything. ‘A guest’, I answered, ‘worthy to be here.’ Love said,...
Christ-likeness: Progressive Christian Living
Love’s Highway
I come in the little things, Saith the Lord: Yea! On the glancing wings Of eager birds, the softly pattering feet Of furred and gentle beasts, I come to meet Your hard and wayward heart. In bright brown eyes That peep from out the brake, I stand confest. On every nest...
Reborn
And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. Oh my only light, It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempests fell all night. George Herbert (1593-1633). The...
Never Too Late
So I go out: my little sweet is done: I have drawn heat from this contagious sun: To not ungentle death now forth I run…. Now I am minded to take pipe in hand And yield a song to the decaying year... So late the hoar green chestnut breaks a bud, And...
Love’s Highway
I come in the little things, Saith the Lord: Yea! On the glancing wings Of eager birds, the softly pattering feet Of furred and gentle beasts, I come to meet Your hard and wayward heart. In bright brown eyes That peep from out the brake, I stand confest. On every nest...
Holy Spirit: in Christian Experience
Winged Life
My tender Age in sorrow did begin And still with sicknesses and shame Thou didst so punish sin That I became Most thin. With thee Let me combine, And feel this day thy victory: For if I imp (graft) my wing on thine, Affliction shall advance the flight in me....
Sing Hosanna
Holy Spirit, New-Life Giver, Rushing wind, and gentle inner flame, Come, inspire us, strengthen, fire us, to the glory of your name. Find the riches of Christ in the stranger In the poor and those without...
Hope in the storms of life
Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without words, And never stops at all. And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the chilliest...
Winged Life
My tender Age in sorrow did begin And still with sicknesses and shame Thou didst so punish sin That I became Most thin. With thee Let me combine, And feel this day thy victory: For if I imp (graft) my wing on thine, Affliction shall advance the flight in me....
Believers: Assured, Called and Prayerful
Now!
Only the present is thy part and fee And happy thou, If, though thou didst not beat thy future brow, Thou could'st well see What present things required of thee. They ask enough; why should'st thou further go? Raise not the mud Of future depths, but drink the clear...
Only a Watcher!
Honour is flashed off exploit, so we say; And those strokes once that gashed flesh or galled shield Should tongue that time now, trumpet now that field, And, on the fighter, forge his glorious day. On Christ they do and on the martyr may; But be the war within, the...
Begin Again
Nor can you long be, what you now are, called fair, Do what you may do, what, do what you may, And wisdom is early to despair: Be beginning; since, no, nothing can be done To keep at bay Age and age's evils, hoar hair, Ruck and wrinkle, drooping, dying, death's worst,...
Now!
Only the present is thy part and fee And happy thou, If, though thou didst not beat thy future brow, Thou could'st well see What present things required of thee. They ask enough; why should'st thou further go? Raise not the mud Of future depths, but drink the clear...
The Church: Provisional but Necessary
Only a Watcher!
Honour is flashed off exploit, so we say; And those strokes once that gashed flesh or galled shield Should tongue that time now, trumpet now that field, And, on the fighter, forge his glorious day. On Christ they do and on the martyr may; But be the war within, the...
Reborn
And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. Oh my only light, It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempests fell all night. George Herbert (1593-1633). The...
Restore Us
Where our walls Are broken down Rebuild us God Where streets Are neither safe nor sound redeem Rekindle fires of once strong praise Rebound your joys in tone and phrase From ancient stones of walls Once raised for you… Return Messiah King Let these stones sing...
Only a Watcher!
Honour is flashed off exploit, so we say; And those strokes once that gashed flesh or galled shield Should tongue that time now, trumpet now that field, And, on the fighter, forge his glorious day. On Christ they do and on the martyr may; But be the war within, the...
The Mission of God
Peace
When will you ever, Peace, wilddove, shy wings shut, You round me roaming end, and under be my boughs? When, Peace, will you Peace? I'll not play hypocrite To own my heart: I yield you do come sometimes; but That piecemeal peace is poor peace. What pure peace allows...
Reborn
And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. Oh my only light, It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempests fell all night. George Herbert (1593-1633). The...
Tell the Truth
Tell all the truth but tell it slant — Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth's superb surprise As Lightning to the Children eased With explanation kind The Truth must dazzle gradually Or every man be blind — Emily Dickinson...
Peace
When will you ever, Peace, wilddove, shy wings shut, You round me roaming end, and under be my boughs? When, Peace, will you Peace? I'll not play hypocrite To own my heart: I yield you do come sometimes; but That piecemeal peace is poor peace. What pure peace allows...
Moral Justice: a Vision of God’s Kingdom
Don’t Retreat
Do not retreat into your private world, That place of safety, sheltered from the storm, Where you may tend your garden, seek your soul, And rest with loved ones where the fire burns warm. To tend a garden is a precious thing But dearer still the one where all...
Victory?
Professional Sports The endless carnival of those sports constitutes a dramatic affirmation of power, wealth and virility in which victory is accomplished by many abusive exploitations, all in pursuit of winning and being top of the heap of the money game....
Human Being!
Human beings are members of a whole, in creation of one essence and soul. If one member is afflicted with pain, other members uneasy will remain. If you have no sympathy for human pain, the name of human you cannot retain. Sa'adi Shirazi (d. c.1291/1292), On the wall...
Don’t Retreat
Do not retreat into your private world, That place of safety, sheltered from the storm, Where you may tend your garden, seek your soul, And rest with loved ones where the fire burns warm. To tend a garden is a precious thing But dearer still the one where all...
Glory: Now and Then, Here and There
World Without End
This world is not conclusion; A sequel stands beyond, Invisible, as music, But positive, as sound. It beckons and it baffles; Philosophies don’t know, And through a riddle, at the last, Sagacity must go. To guess it puzzles scholars; To gain it, men have...
Autumnal
Mars burns bright and close this October: I watch it through the window, as I lie, too-awake, in the dark. Drawn-in under covers as the cold bites, I shrink, foetal-shaped but old-fleshed, frail. I am autumnal: dry-leaved, mud-under-foot, dark-dayed,...
SKYLIGHT
You were the one for skylights. I opposed Cutting into the seasoned tongue-and-groove Of pitch pine. I liked it low and closed, Its claustrophobic, nest-up-in-the-roof Effect. I liked the snuff-dry feeling, The perfect, trunk-lid fit of the old ceiling. Under there,...
World Without End
This world is not conclusion; A sequel stands beyond, Invisible, as music, But positive, as sound. It beckons and it baffles; Philosophies don’t know, And through a riddle, at the last, Sagacity must go. To guess it puzzles scholars; To gain it, men have...