Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Lenten Poetry Wednesday

Our poem today is another portion of the beautiful prayer of Gregory Petrov, written in a prison camp in 1940.


Glory to Thee, the highest peak of men's dreaming
Glory to Thee for our unquenchable thirst for communion with God
Glory to Thee, making us dissatisfied with earthly things
Glory to Thee, turning on us Thine healing rays
Glory to Thee, subduing the power of the spirits of darkness
And dooming to death every evil
Glory to Thee for the signs of Thy presence
For the joy of hearing Thy voice and living in Thy love
Glory to Thee, O God, from age to age
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4 comments:

  1. Barbara SchoenebergerApril 17, 2011 at 12:05 PM

    Glory to Thee! We don't hear enough of that these days. Petrov reminds me that all good comes from God, not ourselves.

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  2. DymphnaApril 17, 2011 at 5:17 PM

    Absolutely. I was thinking that too. Reminds me a bit of St. Francis in his praising God for everything.

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  3. intostillnessApril 17, 2011 at 7:41 PM

    All pales before the God of glory, Who wants nothing more than for us to shine like stars in His firament.

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  4. DymphnaApril 18, 2011 at 8:42 AM

    Well said!

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