You are blessed, Lord,You are blessed,
because no matter what I am going through right now,
You are here with me,
You are covering me.
In You life goes on, Lord,
in You the dead have life,
in You the cries of the unheard are heard,
in You the unloved are loved,
in You the brokenhearted are restored to joy,
in You the feeble are made strong,
in You the poor are become rich,
in You the blind receive their sight,
in You the captive are made free.
You are blessed, Lord,
You are blessed,
for raising me from my bed of sins,
for standing me on my feet and directing my steps,
for opening to me the gates of repentance,
for leading me in the path of righteousness,
for taking me by the hand,
for taking my first steps for me,
for loving me as if I were Your only son.
You are blessed, Lord,
You are blessed,
because You have not forgotten me,
because You have not abandoned my soul to She’ol
or left me lying in the land of death,
because You have surrounded me with songs of deliverance,
because You have fed me on the wild rock honey,
because of Your love, Lord,
because of Your love,
just because.
in You the cries of the unheard are heard,
in You the unloved are loved,
in You the brokenhearted are restored to joy,
in You the feeble are made strong,
in You the poor are become rich,
in You the blind receive their sight,
in You the captive are made free.
You are blessed, Lord,
You are blessed,
for raising me from my bed of sins,
for standing me on my feet and directing my steps,
for opening to me the gates of repentance,
for leading me in the path of righteousness,
for taking me by the hand,
for taking my first steps for me,
for loving me as if I were Your only son.
You are blessed, Lord,
You are blessed,
because You have not forgotten me,
because You have not abandoned my soul to She’ol
or left me lying in the land of death,
because You have surrounded me with songs of deliverance,
because You have fed me on the wild rock honey,
because of Your love, Lord,
because of Your love,
just because.
— Romanós
Blessing blesses the blessed.
ReplyDeleteHearing hears those heard.
Seeing saw what we searched,
A world weaved by the Word.
Honor honors its honored dead,
But humility humbles the proud.
The desert becomes full of manna,
While dusty feet follow the cloud.
A beautiful, poetic rejoinder, brother!
ReplyDeleteThank you!
The poem sings.
ReplyDeleteToo bad that Blogspot went down, I don't know if they'll actually restore the posts they took off, and I've gone and restored them on my own, because I always write outside the blog and save, then add it to the blog, but a very excellent poetic rejoinder from brother David has gone missing, and if it never returns, it is a loss to me.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your kind word, brother.
My poem is gone, but the sentiment remains. I always try to give a poem for a poem. But you know my love for you brother, even if blogger forgets.
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