Philosophers have measured mountains,
Fathom'd the depths of seas, of states, and kings,
Walk'd with a staff to heaven, and traced fountains
But there are two vast, spacious things,
The which to measure it doth more behove:
Yet few there are that sound them; Sin and Love.
Who would know Sin, let him repair
Unto Mount Olivet; there shall he see
A man, so wrung with pains, that all his hair,
His skin, his garments, bloody be.
Sin is that Press and Vice, which forceth pain
To hunt his cruel food through every vein.
Who knows not Love, let him assay,
And taste that juice, which on the cross a pike
Did set again abroach; then let him say
If ever he did taste the like.
Love is that liquor sweet and most divine,
Which my God feels as blood; but I, as wine.
(by George Herbert, Anglican priest, 1593-1633)
Our Pastor shared this with us yesterday. As we celebrated Communion, I was once again just immersed with the immeasurable love our Saviour has for us. Behold unto us a Saviour is Born. The Christ child, the King! Rejoice, all the church! Rejoice!
2 comments:
Wow! I've read it 4 times now and it only gets more powerful. Beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
Yes I agree! I always LOVE celebrating communion, yet after our pastor sharing this... it took things to an even deeper level. I believe it takes us a lifetime to fully grasp the beauty and love of Christ. Glad you enjoyed it as much as I.
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