Translate my prayer

Translate my prayer

Translate our prayers He whom I bow to only knows to whom I bow When I attempt the ineffable name, murmuring “Thou” And dream of Pheidian fancies and embrace in heart Symbols (I know) which cannot be the thing though art. Thus always, taken at their word, all prayers...
Myself in you and you in me

Myself in you and you in me

I would have knelt long, wresting with you, wearing you down.  Hear my prayer, Lord, hear my prayer.  As though you were deaf, myriads of mortals have kept up their shrill cry, explaining your silence by their infirmness. It begins to appear this is not what prayer is...
Turn once more our water into wine

Turn once more our water into wine

No, no; religion is a spring, That from some secret, golden mine Derives her birth, and thence doth bring Cordials in every drop and wine;   But in her long and hidden course Passing through the earth’s dark veins, Grows from better unto worse, And both her taste and...
A frightful reformation lies ahead

A frightful reformation lies ahead

  Certainly things will be reformed; it will be a frightful reformation compared with which the Lutheran reformation will be almost a joke, a frightful reformation that will have as its battle-cry; ‘Whether will faith be found upon earth?’ and it will be...
The English Reformation: more political than dogmatic

The English Reformation: more political than dogmatic

    If one has to choose between the sole authority of the Bible and the sole authority of the Church, in Heaven’s name let us have the Church, which is alive, and, because plainly subject to error, is also capable of truth. And above all, let us be profoundly...