poetry ~ Amy Carmichael. Can God spread a table

Can God spread a tableIn the wilderness?Is our Father able?Praise Him, Yes.Glory, Alleluia,Gratefully we singTo our Unseen Leader,Lord and King.For His word is stable,He who yesterdaySpread a bounteous table,Does today.Amy Carmicheal God is always able to provide for our needs, and we need to learn to trust him. Psalm 23 :5 talks about God preparingContinue reading “poetry ~ Amy Carmichael. Can God spread a table”

Poetry ~ Amy Carmichael; In Any House

In Any House Said one whose yolk was one of common folk,Would that I were like Saint CeciliaAnd could invent some goodly instrumentPassing all yet contrived To worship thee and send a love song singing over land and sea.But when I seem almost to touch my dream, I hear a call persistent though so smallContinue reading “Poetry ~ Amy Carmichael; In Any House”

Poetry ~ Amy Carmichael: “My Quietness”

My quietnessOh thou, who are my quietness, my deep repose my rest from strife of tongues, my holy hill fair is thy pavilion where I hold me still.Back, let them fall from me my clamorous foes, confusions multipliedfrom crowding things of sense, I flee and in thee hide.Until this tyranny be overpast thy hand willContinue reading “Poetry ~ Amy Carmichael: “My Quietness””

Poetry ~ Amy Carmichael; No Scar?

Hast thou no scar? No hidden scar on foot, or side, or hand? I hear thee sung as mighty in the land; I hear them hail thy bright, ascendant star. Hast thou no scar? Hast thou no wound?  Yet I was wounded by the archers; spent, Leaned Me against a tree to die; and rent By ravening beasts that compassedContinue reading “Poetry ~ Amy Carmichael; No Scar?”