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colmcille1
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HEART SPEAKS UNTO HEART
My Friends,
As I write these words the Holy Father is celebrating the Beatification of John Henry Newman.
I wish to invoke the theme of Pope Benedict XVI’s theme ‘Heart Speaks Unto Heart’ as a guiding principle for all who use these forums to explore our wonderful True Faith.
Prayer of Blessed John Henry Newman
Lead, kindly light, amid the encircling gloom,
Lead thou me on;
The night is dark, and I am far from home,
Lead thou me on.
Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene; one step enough for me.
I was not ever thus, not prayed that thou
Shouldst lead me on;
I loved to choose and see my path; but now
Lead thou me on.
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will: remember not past years.
So long thy power has blest me, sure it still
Will lead me on
O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, till
The night is gone,
And with the morn those Angel faces smile,
Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.
Amen.
My Friends,
As I write these words the Holy Father is celebrating the Beatification of John Henry Newman.
I wish to invoke the theme of Pope Benedict XVI’s theme ‘Heart Speaks Unto Heart’ as a guiding principle for all who use these forums to explore our wonderful True Faith.
Prayer of Blessed John Henry Newman
Lead, kindly light, amid the encircling gloom,
Lead thou me on;
The night is dark, and I am far from home,
Lead thou me on.
Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene; one step enough for me.
I was not ever thus, not prayed that thou
Shouldst lead me on;
I loved to choose and see my path; but now
Lead thou me on.
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will: remember not past years.
So long thy power has blest me, sure it still
Will lead me on
O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, till
The night is gone,
And with the morn those Angel faces smile,
Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.
Amen.