He remembered us in our low estate
His love endures forever.
The esteem of love which esteems greatly,
sacrifices all for the receipt of nothing,
and gives self when Self is not
found within oneself;
the worth of love which bestows worth,
values highly what is lowly valued,
remembers what is passing, faint
and lost in low estate:
sing, celebrate, imitate this love,
which loves where love is not,
which lifts what sinks in swamp and mire;
and loves what it transforms.
Yet love which loves with double-tongue
and loves that it may be esteemed,
esteeming only when it’s loved
and gives to be returned,
which values what gives value back
remembers only what clings to the mind,
which sinks unless by others raised,
and affirms the fishing soul:
love is not love which alters when
it alteration finds, nor is
it love when with a hidden hand
it clutches and gives up.
Indebted to eternity, already aeons lost in space,
beholden to a love too vast
for any mind or hand to grasp,
love as you have been loved.
The law fulfilled, the highest good
held out to you upon a tree,
seek first the kingdom and receive
a love which gives as love.
Published by Matthew Pullar
Teacher, writer, blogger, husband, father, Christian. Living in Wyndham in Melbourne's west, on the land of the Kulin Nation. Searching for words to console and feed hearts and souls.
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