Prayers and Poems

                                    From ... The May-Day Blessing

                                    Give blessing to each thing and the persons all,
                                    Who by my side compose this my household small;
                                    With the power of love the cross of Christ at hand,
                                    Till we come to see the happy joyful land,
                                    Until we behold the happy joyful land.

                                    Thou Being who at the first didst create me,
                                    Hearken and attend me when I bend the knee,
                                    Morning and evening as for me it is right,
                                    O God of all living things, in thine own sight,
                                    Great God of all living things, in thine own sight.
                                    From Poems of the Western Highlanders

                                    From... The Holy Spirit

                                    O Holy God
                                    Of pow'r the most,
                                    Come down upon us and subdue;
                                    From glory's place
                                    In heaven space,
                                    Thy light of brilliance shed as dew...

                                    Thy people must
                                    In thee place trust,
                                    God, grant diligence to do it;
                                    Help them each hour
                                    With sev'n fold pow'r.
                                    Thy gift, gen'roud Holy Spirit!
                                    From Poems of the Western Highlanders

                                    With Pentecost/Whit Sunday in mind...

                                    Bonaventura (1217 – 1274)

Leader of the Franciscans after the death of their founder, Bonaventura was learned, with a deep spirituality. From his prayers it is clear that he saw the Christian life as the direct reflection of the passion and resurrection of Jesus.

                                    For the Seven Gifts of the Spirit

Lord Jesus, as God's Spirit came down and rested upon you, may the same Spirit rest upon us, bestowing his sevenfold gifts.

First, grant us the gift of understanding, by which your precepts may enlighten our minds.

Second, grant us counsel, by which we may follow in your footsteps on the path of righteousness.

Third, grant us courage, by which we may ward off the Enemy's attacks.

Fourth, grant us knowledge, by which we can distinguish good from evil.

Fifth, grant us piety, by which we may acquire compassionate hearts.

Sixth, grant us fear, by which we may draw back from evil and submit to what is good.

Seventh, grant us wisdom, that we may taste fully the life-giving sweetness of your love.

                                    Wonders

                                    Birdsong and wind-song
                                    Dewdrops at dawn,
                                    A carpet of sparkles
                                    Laid out on the lawn.
                                    Petals and pollen
                                    And striped fluffy bees,
                                    Visiting flowers
                                    And blossoms on trees.

                                    Starlight and moonlight
                                    Shine from on high,
                                    The splendour of sunrise
                                    That flushes the sky.
                                    Frost on the trellis
                                    All glittering bright,
                                    Feathers of snowflakes
                                    That drift through the night.

                                    Rain-clouds and rainbows
                                    And sunflowers of gold,
                                    Poppies of scarlet
                                    That blaze bright and bold.
                                    Our Father gives beauty
                                    In which all can share,
                                    For all of his wonders
                                    Abound everywhere.
                                    Kathleen Gillum

                                    In May

                                    In May I go a-walking to hear the linnet sing,
                                    The blackbird and the throstle, a-praising God the King;
                                    It cheers the heart to hear them, to see the leaves unfold,
                                    And the meadows scattered over with buttercups of gold.

                                    Anon

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