Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Shining, Hidden.

As the rain hides the stars,
as the autumn mist hides the hills,
happenings of my lot
hide the shining of Thy face from me.

Yet if I may hold Thy hand
in the darkness,
it is enough;
since I know that,
though I may stumble in my going,
Thou dost not fall

Alistair Maclean, from Celtic Daily Prayer by the Northumbria Community

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