Celtic GloryPoetry

Place of rest

In the place of rest

St Germanus Priory Church, Cornwall

 

In the place of rest

 

My heart is pulled to this out of the way place

An edge of the world, 

The wide stretched beyond

River to sea to over the horizon

What exploits happened here?

What faith rose to the throne of God?

 

I’m waiting, pondering, whispering my prayers

Mingling mine with theirs

Letting my heart soar.

Will my heart be read as theirs was read?

Will my prayers be heard just as theirs ascended?

May my heart crying out, ‘Come Lord Jesus come’ be rising to heaven 

 

We need you Lord!

Visit us once more.  

Dwell in our midst.

 

Kingdom come!

Your will be done

On earth as it is in heaven.

 

Come Lord Jesus, come.

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