Tune: Margaret
(' O love that wilt not let me go')
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I kneel, I sense your silent presence
Be still, and know that I am God hence
Moments meet in time and space here
We may draw unto our Lord near
Reflect in holy fear
A prayer arises from heart, communes
With its Lord, truly it be in tunes
Of harmony, forgiven, set free
For Christ has lived and died for me
Now endless His life be
My heart, mind, being, sanctuary
From it my flow words that do agree
With the Lord, He who reigns eternal
His voice here now, His loving call
May we hear one and all
Guard me, keep me, that there no disrupt[ion]
Shall break communion or corrupt
But from this quiet place I move
Help me in life your goodness prove
Ne'er from your peace remove
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: September 12th, 2018 01:45
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 88886 metre. Written one day after popping into a semi-rural church for a few quiet moments. The silence inside hurt my ears. I've chosen one of the most meditative hymns/tunes that I know, for the clip.
- Category: Spiritual
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You're good at this type of writing. I swear, it gets me every time. I like how the first stanza reflects the loneliness you felt whilst being enveloped in the silence in that rural cathedral. Nicely done.
Thanks N. Well, not really cathedral-size. And yet it was a positive sort of loneliness - never alone really, as He, the Lord, is always with us, though we don't see Him Himself in actual person as He was seen when on earth. Though He is seen, as it were, in and through fellow Christians.
Pity I'm singing these poems too - meeeoowooo! heehee, hear me?!
Haha, I might be able to hear you if my ears worked properly. Care for a speaker?
Good thing you can't her me then. Good not to hear, in this case! And I must stop insulting cats, by saying my singing sounds like two cats fighting.lol
Churches have an effect upon the soul don't they. Quite apart from any ceremony (which tends to disturb the peace) somehow one can be at peace and commune with ones soul. Wiser people than me say that these sites, where todays churches stand, were sites of ceremony long before christianity arrived on our shores.
I have found moments alone in these places a far more sppiritual experience than any gathering or meeting of 'praise'.
I don't share your faith though i am sympathetic to the experience you describe here.
Thanks dusk. I understand. Sometimes the 'messing about' - too much ritual, etc, puts people off. Men in funny dresses too (robes)? Though it's part of the symbolism.
A child said 'I don't want to go to church today. I don't want to meet the Ghost there' - the Holy Ghost, old name for the Holy Spirit!
The author of hymn in the clip was blind, but had deep spiritual experiences (George Matheson).
This is so true of being alone in some Churches, God is there and touches you with His presence. Being alone in a Church is so wonderful.
Thanks Gold.
Good discussion here. As said above there were places of sanctuary long before churches existed and for me, as one without belief, I still enjoy sitting in the sanctuary of a church where I can contemplate and be at peace with myself without any interruptions or interference. Providing always (oops a phrase I used a lot when giving legal advice) there is no choir with Orchi singing.
Thanks Michael. 'Providing alway'? No 's'. A publisher got fussy cos I used 'alway'. I couldn't be fussed wit them after that. They snubbed my manuscript anyway. I said I use it cos it rhymes. doh!
Awww, why they throw out the choir at one church I know? Chucked out baby with bath water. Nope, I was not in that choir.
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