"I say to myself, I will not mention His name, I will speak in His name no more. But then, it becomes like a fire burning in my heart, imprisoned in my bones, I grow weary holding it in, I cannot endure it." Jeremiah 20:7-10
Friday, August 31, 2012
Sanctuary Lamp
When the sanctuary lamp
of my soul grows dim
and my prayer feels dry
and hope seems slim
I drag through life
on little sleep
heavy with worry
my constant keep
For reasons uncertain
this trembling heart
fails to accept
the love You impart
Your wise and holy wisdom
Your will meant just for me
is cast out by sinful desires
they are all my mind can see
What I want is not what You want
nor can it ever be
for all my frantic grasping
will keep me far from Thee
But there's nothing to fear
for all is surely well
I've only to remain steadfast
and my spirit will swell
With joys and with love
from your beautiful source
Your most Sacred Heart
in the Eucharist, of course
So Jesus stay near me
no matter how hard
I push You away
Your will to discard
I sit before your tabernacle
Your holy house of life
please remove my lack of fervor
ease my relentless strife
O sanctuary lamp of my soul
forever burn bright and strong
reminding me of God's constant presence
deep within me all along
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How lovely! I love sanctuary lamps and your reminder to stop and adore His presence....
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ReplyDeleteOh, how I can relate to this right now! Thank you, dear Anne:)
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