Oh altar May 8, 2009Eirene Oh altar, tell me of the day When saints would tarry, weep and pray When you were drenched with holy tears As all the saints of God drew near With trembling voice and longing heart To seek their God, they drew apart Laid down the trinkets and the toys And rent their hearts to find His joy Humbly and with brokenness United hearts become a chorus And having made a sweet confession God, You see and send the blessing But that was in another day When saints would tarry, weep and pray Oh altar, you have long been dry Have we now no tears to cry? Did we forget His saving grace? No longer long to see His face? Is there none in need of mercy Or for His presence in this journey? Oh God, have mercy in this day Teach us to tarry, weep and pray Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
Beautiful Eirene. God has blessed you w/ such talent.
Haunting. May the altar soon be soaked – by us and with the showers of God’s blessings.
It has been a while. Have taken a break from the blogging world. I included the first and last stanzas of this poem in one of my books and someone has asked for the full poem. So I have copied it and will send it on. Hope that is okay.
Hope all is well. Mike