Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Tennyson Today

A few lines from our poetry reading today that I loved.  These are from Tennyson's  "Morte D'Arthur":

"The old order changeth, yielding place to new.
And God fulfils Himself in many ways,
Lest one good custom should corrupt the world."

Pray for my soul.  More things are wrought by prayer
Than this world dreams of.  Wherefore, let thy voice
Rise like a fountain for me night and day.
For what are men better than sheep or goats
That nourish a blind life within the brain,
If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer
Both for themselves and those who call them friend?
For so the whole round earth is every way
Bound by gold chains about the feet of God."

These thoughts are beautiful reminders that God works in mysterious ways, and prayer is essential for who know what all it is accomplishing.  Urges me on to ceaseless prayers.

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