A Sabbath poem

from “The Brewing of Soma”–John Greenleaf Whittier

Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
Forgive our foolish ways!
Reclothe us in our rightful mind,
In purer lives thy service find,
In deeper reverence, praise.

In simple trust like theirs who heard
Beside the Syrian sea
The gracious calling of the Lord,
Let us, like them, without a word,
Rise up and follow thee.

O Sabbath rest by Galilee!
O calm of hills above,
Where Jesus knelt to share with thee
The silence of eternity
Interpreted by love!

Drop thy still dews of quietness,
Till all our strivings cease;
Take from our souls the strain and stress,
And let our ordered lives confess
The beauty of thy peace.

2 comments for “A Sabbath poem

  1. Rob
    February 15, 2004 at 1:41 am

    And a Sabbath senryu for the harried:

    A prayer at midnight
    Burdened with unfinished tasks–
    Make my work holy

  2. lyle
    February 15, 2004 at 3:18 am


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