evensong – September 23

9.23

O gracious light

Lord Jesus Christ

the words flow out

to sooth my soul

 

I hear your voice

in every chord

and whence it comes

I long to go.

 

From pains of body,

heart and soul,

from flaming fires

of hurt below

 

We hear the comfort

of your heart,

the washing rhymes

of grace bestowed.

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