Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Lover of My Soul













Ah Lord God, Thou holy lover of my Soul, when Thou comest into my Soul, all that is within me shall rejoice. Thou art my Glory and the exultation of my heart. Thou art my Hope and Refuge in the day of my trouble.

Set me free from all evil passions, and heal my heart of all inordinate affections, that being cured and thoroughly cleansed, may I be made fit to love, courageous to suffer, steady to persevere. Nothing is sweeter than love, nothing more courageous, nothing fuller or better in heaven and earth; because Love is born of God, and cannot rest but in God, above all created things.

Let me love Thee more than myself, let me love others as Thou wouldst have me do, let all I do show that I truly love Thee, as the law of Love commandeth, shining out from thyself. Amen.


Let Nothing Interfere














Go on with this nothing,
moved only by your
love of God.
And let nothing interfere
with this therefore
but persevere in this
nothingness,
consciously desiring
that you may always
choose to possess
God through love,
whom no one can possess
through knowledge.
For myself I prefer to be lost
in this nowhere, wrestling
with this blind nothingness
than to like some great lord
travelling everywhere
and enjoying the world
as if he owned it.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Hildegard von Bingen


Stem and diadem of noble purple,
you who are in an breastplate like enclosure
Blooming, you flourished in another transformation
when Adam brought forth the whole race of human kind

Hail, hail
from your womb came forth a new life
by which Adam laid bare his sons.

Flower, you did not sprout forth from the dew
nor from the drops of rain,
and the air did not fly round above you,
but divine clarity created you at the noblest branch.

Stem, God foresaw your flourishing
on the first day of his creation.
And from his word he composed golden embodiments,
Noble virgin.

How great
in strength is the side of man
from which God initiated the form of a woman,
made in the image of each of his features
and the embrace of each of his creations

Therefore the heavenly organs sound
and all earthly wonders grow,
praiseworthy Mary,
because God beheld you with such love.

How sorely it must be lamented
and bemoaned, that misery flowed onto the woman
by reason of the serpent's advice.

For this woman,
whom God founded as Mother of all,
devoured off his limbs with the wounds of ignorance
and created great grief for her kin.

But dawn, from your womb
a new sun comes forth
which cleans away all the delinquencies of Eve
and offers greater blessing through you
because Eve impaired mankind.

Therefore, salvation, you who offered new light to mankind
gather the limbs of your daughters and sons
as a golden matrix
to heavenly harmony.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Thank God Ahead of Time


"Blessed be God in all his designs"

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Angels in Art



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Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Rorate Caeli













Drop down dew, ye heavens, from above, and let the clouds rain the Just One.

Be not angry, O Lord, and remember no longer our iniquity : behold the city of thy sanctuary is become a desert, Sion is made a desert. Jerusalem is desolate, the house of our holiness and of thy glory, where our fathers praised thee.

Drop down dew, ye heavens, from above, and let the clouds rain the Just One.

We have sinned, and we are become as one unclean, and we have all fallen as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast crushed us by the hand of our iniquity.

Drop down dew, ye heavens, from above, and let the clouds rain the Just One.

See, O Lord, the affliction of thy people, and send him whom thou hast promised to send. Send forth the Lamb, the ruler of the earth, from the rock of the desert to the mount of the daughter of Sion, that he himself may take off the yoke of our captivity.

Drop down dew, ye heavens, from above, and let the clouds rain the Just One.

Be comforted, be comforted, my people; thy salvation shall speedily come. Why wilt thou waste away in sadness? why hath sorrow seized thee? I will save thee; fear not: for I am the Lord thy God, the Holy One of Israel, thy Redeemer.

Drop down dew, ye heavens, from above, and let the clouds rain the Just One.

Monday, November 2, 2009

All Souls ~ Lux aeterna


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