If we never sought, we seek Thee now;
Thine eyes burn through the dark, our only stars;
We must have sight of thorn-pricks on Thy brow,
We must have Thee, O Jesus of the scars.
The heavens frighten us; they are too calm;
In all the universe we have no place.
Our wounds are hurting us; where is Thy balm?
Lord Jesus, [...]
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Jesus of the Scars
Posted in Edward Shillito, Poetry on June 10, 2007 | 1 Comment »
