MY LORD AND MY GOD

 




Whispered on the lips
Of holy ordinary

Believers


Gift of Thomas
To the doubting


By it every church
Is painted


It is the shine
On every polished pew

Incense of the sacred
Air rising
Ancient prophecy fulfilled


Blessed are they
Who have not seen

Written on every open heart 
Each from our own agony
Reaching out to touch

The wounds of Christ
Transformed

My father's Consecration 
Loving Adoration 

Etched upon
This soul of mine 

My Lord, and my God!

It is written on the altar

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