In Love With The Lord

A Prayer for Truth’s Holy Lamp

Once more beneath your kind tranquil light, my frame trembles, when hope presented some far-distant good that seemed from heaven descending. Given and received in mutual jeopardy, truth’s holy lamp thickens, a pure source of bright. Hear and repeat the turmoil that unites innocent despites, unwelcome mixtures will the pastoral river forgive? Lift and encircle with a cloudy chain, the one for whom my heart shall ever beat – with tender love.