Fall (For St Stephen, Deacon and Martyr)

Fall on your knees:
He sits at the Father’s right hand, and your best,
Your feeblest efforts to plant Him in soil,
Bind Him to laws, trap Him in stone,
Can never restrain Him.
Fall to your knees.
Bend your stiff necks:
His story has always exposed your worst hubris,
Taking you into deserts to meet Him
While you in your hearts long for the food
And comforts of Egypt.
Bend your stiff necks and believe.
Throw your worst stones:
His throne won’t be shaken; it stands ever firm.
And if you hurl rocks at the truth now to stifle
The voice that condemns you,
These rocks will cry out.
Fall on your knees and be saved.

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