O Love of the Sacred Heart
by VP
Posted on Friday December 27, 2019 at 09:52AM in Poetry
I rise from dreams of time
And an angel guides my feet
To the Sacred Altar-throne,
Where Jesus' Heart doth beat.
The lone lamp softly burns,
And a wondrous silence reigns,
Only with a low still voice
The Holy One complains:
"Long! long, I've waited here,
And though thou heed'st not Me,
The Heart of God's own Son,
Beats ever on for thee."
In the womb of Mary meek,
In the cradle, on the tree,
Heart of pure undying love,
It lived, loved, bled for me.
Ever pleading, day and night,
Thou canst not from us part;
O veiled and wondrous Son
O love of the Sacred Heart.
Source: The Holy Family Manual by the Sisters of Notre Dame, 1883
The First Mass
by VP
Posted on Saturday December 21, 2019 at 11:00PM in Poetry
(Image Source: GoogleBooks)
Before the altar stands the vested priest,
His face illumined with the spirit's light,
Though conscious, awed by his exalted right
To offer sacrifice.
From sin released through prayer and fast,
His strength by grace increased,
He pours the Wine of love into the chalice bright,
Lifts from the paten Life's Bread pure and white,
Invokes the Presence for the Sacred Feast,
Adores the Lamb of Whom the Saints are fed.
The heavens part, rejoicing Angels see
Uplifted eyes, anointed hands outspread
O'er silent worshippers, while fervently
A blessing falls with peace upon each head.
O miracle sublime! O mystery.
Source: by Rev. R.S. Dewey, S.J. The Messenger of the Sacred Heart of Jesus. July, 1891
