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A Poem for Sunday   Leave a comment


by Lana Giacumakis

Who is this groaning in my silence
With words I can’t discern?
He seems to know my anguish
His cries are like my own.

He understands my deepest longings
My secrets he’s revealed.
Oh God! He’s speaking for me;
He’s put words to all my pain.

Whose tears are these upon my pillow?
Who’s anointed my head with oil?
Who’s clothed me in this robe so regal?
Who are you and why do you love me so?

Oh Holy Fire!
Oh Holy Flame!
You’re a gift from Christ my Savior.
You’re my Lover; You’re my Friend.

Posted March 4, 2007 by Lana G! in Christianity, Faith, God, grace, Grief, hope, Jesus, Life, Poetry, Prayer, Worship