On the day I called you answered.
You increased the strength of my soul.
What is doubted should, but seldom is revered.
What wearies me should, but does not relieve my toil.
You increased the strength of my soul.
What is doubted should, but seldom is revered.
What wearies me should, but does not relieve my toil.
I had a nightmare in the night.
My wife’s gentle touch had to calm me.
Long hours passed before a dim first light.
When it came to hope , I could not hear or see.The mass today was barely understood.
The church at Combloux was crowded.
The communion seemed to give no spiritual food.
Then I stared at the stained glass window, light framed.
My wife’s gentle touch had to calm me.
Long hours passed before a dim first light.
When it came to hope , I could not hear or see.The mass today was barely understood.
The church at Combloux was crowded.
The communion seemed to give no spiritual food.
Then I stared at the stained glass window, light framed.
And now in its Jesus translucence.
I seemed at last to find some sense.
…..
I called, you answered
And you increased my soul’s strength
From doubt to some faith
……..
See Psalm 137