Thursday, 9 October 2014


Lord, help me feed on heavenly food,
Thyself, whose moral worth is great,
To help me to discriminate
Against the wrong, and for the good.

Lord, foster in me the desire
To know and love the Fathers will;
May my disordered heart be still,
Learning the grace that does not tire.

Lord, let me settle at Thy feet
Determined to receive thy word,
Finding there saints who have concurred
In owning that Thy word is sweet.

Lord, let me wait for Thee alone,
Devoted to Thy holy Name
Till Thy return in power to claim
Thy saints, with whom to share thy throne.

1 comment:

I'm glad to hear how this strikes you!