What I have been aware of
In the realm of intellect,
Came suddenly alive for me
When grace and knowledge met.
Till yesterday I knew
Not in my heart, but in my head,
That Jesus Christ abides in me,
Thru the Paraclete.
Every time I came to pray,
I failed to comprehend,
That it was just a simple as,
Communing with a friend.
Now quiet time each morning
With pure wonder on my part,
I hear my Master speaking,
In the stillness of my heart.
I see in me new dignity,
I sing in pure delight,
My body is God’s temple.
I glow with His own Light.
In the realm of intellect,
Came suddenly alive for me
When grace and knowledge met.
Till yesterday I knew
Not in my heart, but in my head,
That Jesus Christ abides in me,
Thru the Paraclete.
Every time I came to pray,
I failed to comprehend,
That it was just a simple as,
Communing with a friend.
Now quiet time each morning
With pure wonder on my part,
I hear my Master speaking,
In the stillness of my heart.
I see in me new dignity,
I sing in pure delight,
My body is God’s temple.
I glow with His own Light.
Myra D’souza / 25.3.1998
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