I'm feeling a bit poetic lately, I suppose. Here's another bit of pleading, this time found on the breastplate of St. Patrick:
Christ be with me, Christ within me,
Christ behind me, Christ before me,
Christ beside me, Christ to win me,
Christ to comfort and restore me.
Christ beneath me, Christ above me,
Christ in quiet, Christ in danger,
Christ in hearts of all that love me,
Christ in mouth of friend and stranger.
Gives us no excuses for cowardice.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
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I like your poetic ramblings -- they remind a girl that life has rhyme and reason. Miss you!
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