In me there is darkness, but with thee there is light.
I am lonely, but thou leavest me not;
I am feeble in heart, but thou leavest me not;
I am restless, but with thee there is peace;
In me there is bitterness, but with thee there is patience.
Thy ways are past understanding,
But thou knowest the way for me.
God, give me a moment to be still: to listen for your voice in my heart
God, open my mind to recall your presence.
Open my mouth to speak your wisdom.
Open my heart to share your love
Open my hands to serve you generously
Open my whole being to you.
(Source: Joyce Rupp)
You may like to touch your forehead, lips, heart and open your hands as you say each line, then conclude with making the sign of the cross.
In the depths, there is peace.
In the outback,
cracked, parched earth reveals sites where eggs and amphibians
lie buried in the depths.
Hope is not lost,
but rather waiting in the wings,
eager to return.
Our own hope lies buried in the depths,
the cool depths,
away from the storms and blasts of the heated exchanges of life,
tossed as we are, this way and that
with the continual pressures which sap our energies.
In the depths there is peace
… a place where we can simply be.
(Source: Di Price)
I place on the altar of dawn:
The quiet loyalty of breath,
The tent of thought where I shelter,
Waves of desire I am shore to
And all beauty drawn to the eye.
May my mind come alive today
To the invisible geography
That invites me to new frontiers,
To break the dead shell of yesterdays,
To risk being disturbed and changed.
May I have the courage today
To live the life that I would love,
To postpone my dream no longer
But do at last what I came here for
And waste my heart on fear no more.
(Source: John O’Donohue)