Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Lord Of The Worlds


I am, O my God,
but a tiny seed which Thou hast sown
in the soil of Thy love,
and caused to spring forth by the hand of Thy bounty.
This seed craveth, therefore,
in its inmost being,
for the waters of Thy mercy
and the living fountain of Thy grace.
Send down upon it,
from the heaven of Thy loving-kindness,
that which will enable it to flourish beneath Thy shadow
and within the borders of Thy court.
Thou art He Who watereth the hearts of all
that have recognized Thee from Thy plenteous stream
and the fountain of Thy living waters.
Praised be to God,
the Lord of the worlds.

2 comments:

goatman said...

A nice metaphor for being renewed -- watered. I believe that we are all of god and express god in our lives.
Your words inspire and reinforce the faith.
Blessed are we all with life.
Spring, I hope for, this winter being endless and grey.

Bizarro Aunt Jackie said...

This one is nice too, just checking in to see if you've posted any new ones... I know everyone is busy and spring is abloom. :)