Showing posts with label prayers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prayers. Show all posts

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Passover Prayer


   O taste and see
The S and the church
X our Passover
This is my comm—

  ~eloved let us love
If any man come
Whosoever is chief am
Henceforth
Not every one that
COME unto me
Blesse hunger
Behold I stand at door
Ask and it shall
I beseech
Beloved now are we

Bless the Lord

What shall separate us

--Reverend Jesse Halsey

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

from Jesse Halsey's Prayer File


“I Say My Prayer” by Cora Morton

I say my prayer tonight with grateful heart,
Though outwardly the world brought nothing new.
No gift for men to see, nor act apart
From habit and routine. I plied my task
As I shall do tomorrow. Yet, dear Lord,
It is for simple things like these I ask.
Thou wilt accept my thanks. With fateful sword
Unsheathed in many lands, so many men
Have quite forgot the softness of a breeze,
The joy of homely toil. I pray unto these
Who, fighting for great ends, must forfeit small
And intimate delights. My humdrum days
Take on new meaning with their moments all
Deep-rooted in Thy peace, filled with Thy praise
The World war-torn, I thank Thee, Lord, again
For quiet corners such as mine.
                        Amen.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

1902


"Like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord"; the words came slowly but with firm enunciation, deep groanings and checked sobs were impounded by their cadence no doubt. The habit of years could not be broken. The family were at morning prayers though the oldest son had just died. My father, past seventy, read on, for fifty years this had been the daily routine, now it stood him in good stead, as it had before. Twenty years ago his young wife had died, now it was his eldest son; "He knoweth our frame, He remembreth . . ." He hesitated then stopped. It was a good terminus; the rest was so obvious just now.

--Jesse Halsey