Assurance (Cornucopia of Heaven)

Assurance

After Giovanni Gabrieli, “Exultavit Cor Meum”

 

From depths,

            from brokenness, the trumpet

sounds, the trumpet

                        sounds the new,

            it sounds the dawn

                        of low made high.

                                    Exalt, my heart!

            My heart exalts.

                        My eyes will see,

                                    my ears will hear

            O Domino,

                        exalt my humbled knees

                                    and hear

                        the polyphonic joy, the song

                                of humbled, broken

                                     songs arising

                 from the fractured soil,

                        the soul

                                    now sings

                        a trumpet call…