I will turn their mourning into joy.
I will console them , give them
gladness for grief.
Will we create and be positive or be negative and destroy.
Will our commitment be long or brief.I leave Buckfast with sadness.
Why does the Abbey soothe and renew.
The office prayers seem to caress.
The Latin vespers as gentle as morning dew.

There I always go to bed with joy in my heart.
All problems seem to pale into insignificance.
The Lord sends his loving dart.
It is almost like a romance.

Is it the concentration on the word .
Is it because there we believe we are heard.

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In monasteries
We feel such joy in our heart
We ask what is it

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See Jeremiah 31