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Archive for the “Poetry” category

A Litany of Longing for Obedience and Holiness

by i.burgess on November 16, 2010

O Lord, how long         Shall we say we are all brethren         That we love our Father in heaven                 And our life give the lie? O Lord, how long         Shall we speak of love,         Of our hears going out to mankind                 And our love be asleep? O Lord, how long         Shall we talk of prayer,         And [...]

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A Million Miracles

by i.burgess on November 10, 2010

O Son of God, perform a miracle for me: Change my heart, You whose crimson blood redeems mankind, whiten my heart. It is you who makes the sun bright and the the ice sparkle; you who makes the rivers flow and the salmon leap. Your skilled hand makes the nut tree blossom, and the corn [...]

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After the pouring rain

by i.burgess on July 15, 2010

Businessmen at lunch wince at the chill, Hurrying their pace, They didn’t dress for this. The earth smiles. A mother’s frustrated child with a grumpy face, She hastily zips the miniature jacket Just in time. The ground is as peace. He sighs with hands on hips, The darkening sky spoiling his run, Homeward he turns. [...]

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In Many Tongues

by i.burgess on July 13, 2010

He who has suffered much speaks many tongues. He can be understood, he understands The language of countless ones who reach For sympathy with weak imploring hands; To each in his own tongue he has the words That bring the quick relief of tears; he speaks And suddenly old heavy burdens lift, And there is [...]

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God Is

by i.burgess on June 3, 2010

I wrote this at the start of my year, and it has proven to be more true than I had realised. God is the voice which beckons me to come and die God is the one who went before me and demonstrated it. God is the source of my being He who gives me the [...]

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Breakfast with Jesus

by i.burgess on May 5, 2010

This morning I had breakfast with a dead man, Well, they said he was dead But he looked alive when he grilled the fish On the beach fire I ate with a man who had been beaten mercilessly And abused by the state Rejected by the crowds He offered me some fish The man I [...]

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After Easter

by i.burgess on April 5, 2010

Crying Eggs Tears and treats Sorrow and sweets What a messed up story, This spring festival This remembracne of battle fought And  victory won This Hallmark Holiday, marketing campaign and sales booster Lord, Lord, Awaken our hearts and ignite our spirits That we would put to death all these worthless things, And see your everlasting glory Displayed [...]

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This Same Jesus

by i.burgess on February 28, 2010

I found this poem in an old book, The kind that feel good to touch, and smell of old. Today on the road I met Him: The very same Jesus who trod The old, old lanes and highways On His beautiful errands for God I was troubled and heart-sick and weary With a load too [...]

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Here I pitch my tent

by i.burgess on January 23, 2010

Today, at college, we spent the day in quiet reflection. We were asked to reflect on what we wanted to ‘build’ for God this semester, and then make it out of clay. I’m not the best clay sculptor, and so I made a simple teepee. It wasn’t very good and it fell flat a few [...]

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