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Monday, August 6, 2012

Repairer of Fences - Isaiah 58:12

I am alone in the dark, and I am thinking
what darkness would be mine if I could see
the ruin I wrought in every place I wandered
and if I could not be
aware of One who follows after me.

Whom do I love, O God, when I love Thee?
The great Undoer who has torn apart
the walls I built against a human heart,
the Mender who has sewn together the hedges
through which I broke when I went seeking ill,
the Love who follows and forgives me still.

Fumbler and fool that I am, with things around me
of fragile make like souls, how I am blessed
and to hear behind me footsteps of a Savior!
I sing to the east; I sing to the west:
God is my repairer of fences, turning my paths into rest.

Jessica Powers (Sr. Miriam of the Holy Spirit) 1905-1988





1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Wow, great post! Isaiah 58 is a powerful passage for understanding how the Church needs to respond to the poor and the oppressed. Have you heard of the Live58 initiative? They're based around helping Christians live out the principles of Isaiah 58:

check them out at www.Live58.org