A short message for this Holy Thursday (1:15)
“The potter of the universe washes His disciples feet of clay”
A short message for Lent (3 Minutes, NO VIDEO)
I FLED Him, down the nights and down the days;
I fled Him, down the arches of the years;
I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways Of my own mind;
and in the mist of tears I hid from Him, and under running laughter.
Up vistaed hopes I sped; And shot, precipitated,
Adown Titanic glooms of chasmèd fears,
From those strong Feet that followed, followed after.
But with unhurrying chase,
And unperturbèd pace, Deliberate speed, majestic instancy,
They beat—and a Voice beat More instant than the Feet—
‘All things betray thee, who betrayest Me.’
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-The Hound of Heaven (Excerpt) By Francis Thompson (1859–1907)
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