13 March 2016

ANGLICAN Poetry: Andrewes

FROM LANCELOT ANDREWES


Thou that givest food to all flesh,
which feedest the young ravens that cry unto thee
and hast nourished us from our youth up:
   fill our hearts with good and gladness
   and establish our hearts with thy grace.

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Take away, O Lord, the veil of my heart
   while I read the scriptures.
Blessed art thou, O Lord: O teach me thy statutes! 
Give me a word, O Word of the Father:  touch my heart: 
   enlighten the understandings of my heart: 
   open my lips and fill them with thy praise.

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      Finished and perfected,
   so far forth as is in our power,
      O Christ our God,
   is the mystery of thy dispensation.
For we have held the remembrance of thy death,
we have seen the figure of thy resurrection,
we have been filled with thine unending life,
we have had fruition of thine inexhaustible delight,
      whereof in the world to come withal
         be Thou pleased that we all

            be accounted worthy.


In Christ's love, Fr. Robert Pax