--Amy Carmichael
Monday, March 16, 2009
A Prayer in Poem
For the Wanderer
Thou who makest intercession,
Give to us to share
In that holy intercession;
Deepen prayer.
Some have chosen dust and ashes,
Fruit of poison tree;
Let them have nor peace nor pleasure,
Wanting Thee.
Let Thy fiery Law arrest them;
Let They love constrain,
Till they turn, repentant, humbly,
Home again.
Keep Thine own alert, courageous;
Strengthen them to stand
Till Thou comest, or we meet them,
In Thy land.
--Amy Carmichael
--Amy Carmichael
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