Christ is our “hope within our hopelessness”. This poem gives beautiful words to our feelings of anticipation for Christ to be with us. O come, O come, and be our God-with-us O long-sought With-ness for a world without, O secret seed, O hidden spring of light. Come to us Wisdom, come unspoken Name Come Root, and Key, and King, and holy Flame, O quickened little wick so tightly curled, Be folded with us into time and place, Unfold for us the mystery of grace And make a womb of all this wounded world. O heart of heaven beating in the earth, O tiny hope within our hopelessness Come to be born, to bear us to our birth, To touch a dying world with new-made hands And make these rags of time our swaddling bands. (O Emmanuel by Malcolm Guite)
Posted on: Wed, 17 Dec 2014 22:00:00 +0000