POETRY: Fifth Sunday After Epiphany by Blessed John Keble
Behold, the Lord’s hand is not shortened, that it cannot save, neither his ear heavy, that it cannot hear: but your iniquities have separated between you and your God. (Isaiah 59:1-2) “Wake, arm divine! awake, “Eye of the only Wise! “Now for thy glory’s sake, “Savior and God, arise, “And may thine ear, that sealed seems, “In pity mark our mournful themes!” Thus in her lonely hour Thy Church is fain to cry, As if thy love and power Were vanish’d from her sky; Yet God is there, and at his side He triumphs, who for sinners died. Ah! ‘tis the world enthralls The Heaven betrothed breast: The traitor Sense recalls The soaring soul from rest. That bitter sigh was all for earth, For glories gone, [...]