Blessed are the pure in heart,
Not through merit of our own,
But have surrendered to Christ
Utterly, all our evils ... and our virtues.
This purity is not passive, pretty or pristine,
Why, it consumes all of heart, soul and mind,
Desperately, dangerously, risking greatly,
Till the only name humanity knows is 'fanatic'.
And that is true, without rival,
Our love will not be divided.
So in our intense longing,
Will You not give us eyes to see,
The sight to perceive You and Your ways,
That once we have truly seen,
All other things no longer compel or satisfy.
Matt. 5: 8
sč
Singapore, November 16th, 2007
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