This is the day that the Lord has made: My soul is weary; my heart is faint. This is the righteous gate of the Lord: I hear the slander of many. The Lord has done this; it is marvellous to our eyes: My life is consumed in anguish. O Lord, saveContinue reading “Lent 40: Palm Sunday”
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Lent 30: Thursday of Fourth Week
Look, the son comes; the farmers steam at the sight. The vineyard is theirs! He has no place. Stone the son; kill the heir. The vineyard is red with blood. Look, the Son comes; the farmers quake at the sight. Rejected, now the cornerstone: the vineyard’s his. He takes His place. The blood-red SonContinue reading “Lent 30: Thursday of Fourth Week”
Lent 12: Second Sunday of Lent
Do the hills bring comfort? Soon He will ascend His penultimate hill, crown on brow, chest weighed down, wrath upon His soul. From where will come His aid? He leaves the tabernacle, the comfort of union, the certainty of feet which cannot stumble. I lift up mine eyes… The glorious handiwork of handsContinue reading “Lent 12: Second Sunday of Lent”
Thanksgiving
This year I wrote a poem for my birthday called “Thanksgiving“, based around Psalm 116. In response to a request from one of my readers, I ended up setting the poem to music and recently recorded it with my friend Dave doing vocals. On this second last day of the year it seems a fittingContinue reading “Thanksgiving”
My Cup Overflows
Too good, my God, the way You hold my sliding self in You, too good the way you lavish love, too good the way You chide. Too soft, my God, Your voice, Your touch, and yet You thunder truth; too faint, sometimes, the hand that guides and yet Your all abounds in always-hoping, patient kindness,Continue reading “My Cup Overflows”
Pass By In Safety
The earth is full of snares and lies, My child, my child, my fragile child, With many dreams that take your eyes – My child, my child, be true. The path is wide, the road feels smooth, My child, my child, my trusting child, Yet easy roads evade the truth – My child, my child,Continue reading “Pass By In Safety”
For there we hung our harps
On the poplars, drooping, drooping, weeping in the river’s run, there we hung our harps, no singing; singing is now silent, dead. The songs are gone, our tongues are weeping; singing is now silent, dead. Where’s the Zion of our singing, weeping in the river’s run? Zion is a memory, fading, weeping in the river’sContinue reading “For there we hung our harps”
Psalm 125
Safe – like the hills’ fortifications, whelmed by the wind but not moved, not shaken; firm as rock, firm as covenant, grounded in Christ’s almighty core; stern as mountain, sure as sunrise, safe as heaven, safe.
Fulfilment
He remembered us in our low estate His love endures forever. (Psalm 136:23) The esteem of love which esteems greatly, sacrifices all for the receipt of nothing, and gives self when Self is notContinue reading “Fulfilment”
Theology Part 4: Psalm
God, my love is vapour, my heart’s dust. I pass and fade like dew, like day; I tremble like the dawn. God, my all is empty, I have no grace to give my neighbour or give You. SoContinue reading “Theology Part 4: Psalm”
The Consolations of Writing 