The soul rising up to God
Needs to proclaim the Lord’s Truth,
And not be silent through fear.
Without God’s great endurance,
Nothing worthy can be done.
For Love as Virtue is fire—
Hungered for, nourishing life—
To work the wonders of God
Among His priceless people.
God’s all comes from Virtue Love
To save us through His Certain,
Victorious Forgiveness.
Love Uncreated prospers
In Man’s Soul; the Soul, In Him.
For His Beloved Servants,
Every place is the right place;
And every time, the right time
To give such pleasing wisdom,
To see the Life of His Grace,
And lean against Christ Crossèd.
Father, give these Souls Yourself;
Let them be whom You Have Made
So they may set all ablaze.”
All these were her prayers and words
For her beloved brethren;
To the Heavenly Bridegroom,
And His weak but chosen Bride.
Her faith staved off the maelstrom,
Her hope kept the sails aloft,
Her love helped preserve His Ship.
Always pray for us, His Ship;
By the Angels’ Orchestra,
His Saints’ Heavenly Chorus,
And Our Church’s Passing Song—
May your name be ever blest.
Lord, may it be so. Amen.
—In May Two-Thousand Thirteen