Sunday, March 28, 2010

Sunday Faith Blog

In Memoriam A.H.H.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Strong Son of God, immortal Love,
Whom we, that have not seen thy face,
By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove;

Thine are these orbs of light and shade;
Thou madest Life in man and brute;
Thou madest Death; and lo, thy foot
Is on the skull which thou hast made.

Thou wilt not leave us in the dust:
Thou madest man, he knows not why,
He thinks he was not made to die;
And thou hast made him: thou art just.

Thou seemest human and divine,
The highest, holiest manhood, thou.
Our wills are ours, we know not how;
Our wills are ours, to make them thine.

Our little systems have their day;
They have their day and cease to be:

They are but broken lights of thee,

And thou, O Lord, art more than they.

We have but faith: we cannot know;
For knowledge is of things we see
And yet we trust it comes from thee,
A beam in darkness: let it grow.

Let knowledge grow from more to more,
But more of reverence in us dwell;
That mind and soul, according well,
May make one music as before,

But vaster.
We are fools and slight;
We mock thee when we do not fear:
But help thy foolish ones to bear;
Help thy vain worlds to bear thy light.

Forgive what seem'd my sin in me;
What seem'd my worth since I began;
For merit lives from man to man,
And not from man, O Lord, to thee.

Forgive my grief for one removed,
Thy creature, whom I found so fair.

I trust he lives in thee,
and there
I find him worthier to be loved.

Forgive these wild and wandering cries,
Confusions of a wasted youth;
Forgive them where they fail in truth,
And in thy wisdom make me wise.

I had not read this poem until a friend mentioned that it helped her after her mother died a few years ago. I found it beautiful and inspiring and wanted to share it with you for this Sunday's Faith Blog. It helps me to think my Mr. Z even "worthier to be loved" because "he lives in thee (God)" I put in bold my favorite parts........ Beautiful.

"For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord." Romans 8: 38,39

Perhaps this touches some of you who've also lost particularly special loved ones........I hope it helps. (thanks, Heather)


Beth said...

Beautiful indeed, I am glad that this poem has brought you comfort.

The Merry Widow said...

We are foolish, but GOD remembers that we are but comforting! Then HE takes us up...


Always On Watch said...

I love this poem by Tennyson. When I teach British literature, we always read aloud and discuss this poem.

Anonymous said...

This does touch me Z, and it says I think, what most of us believe and that is, we are never really alone.


Faith said...

Really beautiful. I'm not familiar with Tennyson. I think I'll start to get to know him now.

Brooke said...

Beautiful, and Amen!

Anonymous said...

Z... I am officially employed!!! Now I wish to publicly give thanks to God right here and now!!!! [jumping up and down!]


Z said...

I can't tell you what it means to me to have had you do this HERE on my Sunday Faith Blog! Give thanks, indeed!
I'll email you :-)