Thursday, September 08, 2005

Anima Christi


Soul of Christ, be my sanctification;
Body of Christ, be my salvation;
Blood of Christ, fill all my veins;
Water of Christ's side, wash out my stains;
Passion of Christ, my comfort be;
O good Jesu, listen to me;
In thy wounds I fain would hide,
Ne'er to be parted from Thy side;
Guard me, should the foe assail me;
Bid me come to Thee above,
With Thy saints to sing Thy love,
     World without end. Amen

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

The Pillar of the Cloud











Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom
     Lead Thou me on!
The night is dark, and I am far from home—
     Lead Thou me on!
Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene—one step enough for me.

I was not ever thus, nor pray'd that Thou
     Shouldst lead me on.
I loved to choose and see my path, but now
     Lead Thou me on!
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will: remember not past years.

So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still
     Will lead me on,
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till
     The night is gone;
And with the morn those angel faces smile
Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.

At Sea
June 16, 1833
~John Henry Newman

Thursday, September 01, 2005

O God, our help in ages past














O God, our help in ages past,
our hope for years to come,
our shelter from the stormy blast,
and our eternal home.

Under the shadow of they throne,
thy saints have dwelt secure;
sufficient is thine arm alone,
and our defense is sure.

Before the hills in order stood,
or earth received her frame,
from everlasting thou are God,
to endless years the same.

A thousand ages in thy sight
are like an evening gone;
short as the watch that ends the night
before the rising sun.

Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
bears all its sons away;
they fly, forgotten, as a dream
dies at the opening day.

O God, our help in ages past,
our hope for years to come,
be thou our guide while troubles last,
and our eternal home!

~Isaac Watts, based on Psalm 90