Prayers and Poems for January

As for the future....
God's Aid
O Year, grow slowly
The Trinity Pouring
Knocking at your door
The Holy Alphabet
Earth and Seasons

As for the future....

O my Father, my God, I am in your hand;
and may I rejoice above all things in being so. 
Do with me what seems good in your sight;
only let me love you with all mind, soul and strength.     
                                                John Wesley

God's Aid

God to enfold,
God to surround,
God in speech-told,
God my thought-bound.

God when I sleep,
God when I wake,
God my watch-keep,
God my hope-sake.

God my life-whole,
'God lips apart,
God in my soul,
God in my heart.

God Wine and Bread,
God is my death,
God my soul-thread,
God ever breath.

O Year, grow slowly

O Year, grow slowly.  Exquisite, holy,
            The days go on.  
With almonds showing, the pink stars blowing,
            And birds in the dawn.

Grow slowly, year, like a child that is dear,
            Or a lamb that is mild,
By little steps, and by little skips,
            Like a lamb or a child.
                                    Katharine Tynan

The Trinity Pouring

Yours be the blessing of God and the Lord,
The perfect Spirit his blessing afford,
The Trinity's blessing on you outpoured
With gentle and gen'rous shedding abroad
So gently gen'rously for you unstored.

Knocking at your door

I will come to you
If you will come to Me,
I am just a pace away
If only you would see!

For so long I have been knocking
On the doorway to your heart,
So long I have been calling,
Hear the words I would impart.

Let your heart be touched
By the wondrous Love I give,
Let eyes and ears be open
To the Gospel Way to live;

May your mind encompass
The great urgency of this,
May my Holy Spirit
Unveil the ecstasy and bliss,

To see my Holiness and Love
And to know that I am here,
Reach our your arms in my embrace
For I am ever near.
                                    ML

The Holy Alphabet

A lthough things are not perfect
B ecause of trial or pain
C ontinue in thanksgiving
D o not begin to blame

E ven when the times are hard
F ierce winds are bound to blow
G od is forever able
H old on to what you know

I magine life without his love
J oy would cease to be
K eep thanking him for all the things
L ove imparts to thee

M ove out of 'Camp Complaining'
N o weapon that is known
O n earth can yield the power
P raise can do alone

Q uit looking at the future
R edeem the time at hand
S tart every day with worship
T o 'thank' is a command

U ntil we see him coming
V ictorious in the sky
W e'll run the race with gratitude
X alting God most high

Y es, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but...
Z ion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!

Earth and Seasons

Lord of the elements and changing seasons, keep me in the hollow of your hand.  When I am tossed to and fro with the winds of adversity and the blasts of sickness and misunderstanding, still my racing heart, quieten my troubled mind.

Bring me at last through the storms and tribulations of this mortal life into the calm evening of your unchanging love; and grant that in the midst of my present perplexities and confusion I may experience your peace which passes human understanding.

Brother Ramon, member of the Anglican Society of St Francis

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