He’s Gone

He’s Gone

‘He’s gone,’ says Joseph, and, with Pilate’s leave Eases the nails and lowers him from the Tree’ Wraps him in reverent and tender thoughts And lays him in the cave called Memory.   That cave is deeply hewn in Joseph’s heart: All that’s within will always be his own:...
Not My King! Then Who is?

Not My King! Then Who is?

Love that gives, gives ever more, gives with zeal, with eager hands, spares not, keeps not, all outpours, ventures all its all expends. . Drained is love in making full, bound in setting others free, poor in making many rich, weak in giving power to be. . Therefore he...
Be my Way, my Truth, my Life

Be my Way, my Truth, my Life

Come, my Way, my Truth, my Life: Such a Way, as gives us breath: Such a truth, as ends all strife: Such a Life as killeth death.   Come, my Light, my Feast, my Strength: Such a Light, as shows a feast: Such a Feast, as mends in length: Such a Strength, as makes his...
I was fed up with God

I was fed up with God

I was fed up with God. He wasn’t there Or had forgotten me, or did not care, Left me alone To struggle hopelessly ‘gainst odds too great for me – my heart was stone.   And young people talked about him far too much, Young people, who were strong, and should be gay....