Sunday, September 27, 2009

At Mass

"No doubt tomorrow I will hide

My face from you, my King.

Let me rejoice this Sunday noon,

And kneel while gray priests sing.

It is not wisdom to forget.

But since it is my fate,

Fill Thou my soul with hidden wine

To make this white hour great.

My God, my God, this marvelous hour

I am Your son, I know.

Once in a thousand days, Your voice

Has laid temptation low.

--Vachel Lindsay