Friends, He lit my desire for you, unquenchableFear having been cast, chains make hearts bold
Abounding in love with all knowledge and wisdom
So fruits of righteousness might be offered up
In sincerity and without offense until the 8th day
In our Lord Christ such a prison is free indeed
Filthy guards as brushed ushers in service
Beaten bodies remember ancient scourge
Starving stomachs recall 40 days of fast
And the darkened cell, midnight’s Gethsemane
Picture Credit: Paul in Chains, by Richard Serrin
1 comment:
What an honor to have my poem next to that amazing painting!
Who's the artist? I don't recognize it, but feel like I should.
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