How lovely is your dwelling place.
O Lord of hosts.
We long to look the Lord in the face.
We seek our spiritual signposts.

St Scolastica was dying
She implored her brother Benedict to stay.
She prayed that it might start raining.
And he did after all stay.

She died two days later.
But she had her last wish.
She had had time with her brother.
A loving last supper, a spiritual dish.

If we pray
Who knows , we might have our way.

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This your dwelling place
Is truly lovely for us
Let us pray for it

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See Psalm 119