Thursday, July 13, 2017

A Celtic Prayer from Iona

O loving Christ
who died upon the tree
Each day and each night
I remember your love
In my lying down
and in my rising up
In life and in death
You are my health and my peace
Each day and each night
I remember your forgiveness
Bestowed on me so gently
And generously
Each day and each night
may I be fuller in love to you

- J. Philip Newell

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