Holy Spirit I

O Thou
Whose hands unseen once baptized me
Beneath all depths; by whom I died
In Him who died areft from Thee:
O Spirit
Pray for me.

O Thou
Whose breathings on the mortal brow
The flames ignite; O inner fire
Of twice divine the triple light:
O Spirit,
Pray for me.

O Thou
Whose broodings on the dark abyss
Stir all the deeps: who, secret, speaks
Unto the soul’s great bitterness:
O Spirit,
Pray for me.

O Thou
Whose murmurs in the Father’s ear
Move Him to grace; whose groanings here
Cannot be uttered but are peace:
O Spirit,
Pray for me.

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About middlingpoet

From the Gawain poet to Rainer Maria Rilke: I love traditional poetry.
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