Sunday, October 12, 2008

An Ancient Irish Prayer


I offer thee Every flower that ever grew, Every bird that ever flew,Every wind that ever blew.
Every thunder rolling,Every church bell tolling, Every leaf and sod.
I offer thee Every wave that ever moved,Every heart that ever loved,Thee,thy Father's Well-Beloved.
Every river dashing,Every lightning flashing,Like an angel's sword.
I offer thee Every cloud that ever swept O'er the skies, and broke and wept In rain, and with the flowerets slept.
Each communicant praying, Every angel staying Before thy throne to sing.
I offer thee Every flake of virgin snow,Every spring of earth below,Every human joy and woe,
O Lord! And all thy glorious Self o'er death victorious,Throned in heaven above.

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