johanna

Måste bara blogga en fantastisk text som en i St. Aldates idag skrev på sin status för att ära tjejen som idag dog i cyckelolyckan. Fantastisk text!

The Dawning - By George Herbert

Awake, sad heart, whom sorrow ever drowns ;
... Take up thine eyes, which feed on earth ;
Unfold thy forehead, gathered into frowns ;
Thy Saviour comes, and with Him mirth :
Awake, awake,
And with a thankful heart His comforts take.
But thou dost still lament, and pine, and cry,
And feel His death, but not His victory.

Arise, sad heart ; if thou dost not withstand,
Christ's resurrection thine may be ;
Do not by hanging down break from the hand
Which, as it riseth, raiseth thee :
Arise, Arise;
And with His burial linen drie thine eyes.
Christ left His grave-clothes, that we might, when grief
Draws tears or blood, not want a handkerchief.

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