Let me guard the holy fire

Let me guard the holy fire

O thou, who camest from above The pure celestial fire to impart, Kindle a flame of sacred love On the mean altar of my heart.   There let it for thy glory burn With inextinguishable blaze, And trembling to its source return In humble prayer and fervent praise.  ...
Father’s Day

Father’s Day

Then, kneeling down to Heaven’s Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope “springs exulting on triumphant wing,” that thus they all shall meet in future days; there, ever bask in uncreated rays, no more to sigh, or shed the...
The web you weave

The web you weave

A noiseless patient spider, I mark’d where on a little promontory it stood isolated, Mark’d how to explore the vacant vast surrounding, It launch’d forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself, Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them.   And you O my...
Slight smile

Slight smile

They might not need me, but they might. I’ll let my head be just in sight; A smile as small as mine might be Precisely their necessity.   Emily Dickinson (1830-86), Poem 1391.
Take time to be holy

Take time to be holy

Take time to be holy, speak oft with thy Lord, Abide in him always, and feed on his word. Make friends of God’s children, help those who are weak; Forgetting in nothing his blessing to seek.   Take time to be holy, the world rushes on; Spend much time in secret with...