|Jesus said to them, "Truly, truly, I say to you, the
Son can do nothing of his own accord, but only
what he sees the Father doing; for whatever he
does, that the Son does likewise.
For the Father loves the Son, and shows him all
that he himself is doing;
and greater works than these will he show him,
that you may marvel.
|Holy Spirit, at creation's first dawn
you came forth to give form and life to all;
hear me at the beginning of this new day.
Shape my life today in the image of Christ;
let nothing unpleasant be found in me.
Illumine my life's horizon with your light;
dispel all darkness from my mind and soul;
light the fire of love in my heart;
and be the light I radiate today
and every day of my life.
Brian Moore, SJ 20th century
Universal Pastor, my Father, bestow Your graces
upon me, so that my heart may be a worthy altar
upon which You are always loved,
worshiped and glorified.
Lord God Almighty, my precious Love,
thank You for being the strength of my heart.
Our Father, Who art in heaven, Whose name is
hallowed, extend to all mankind Your goodness
and grace, so that all may be sanctified.
My Maker, my precious Father, Who is infinitely
wise, let me be guided by your Holy Spirit,
so that I may become a servant of Thy people.
Ruler of my heart, You are my goal and my
fulfillment; please tenaciously pursue me,
powerfully seize me, and never free me,
until I give myself entirely to You.
My Father of measureless love,
sweet love of my being, I am sorry I did not
respond to the sorrowful events of my life with full
acceptance of Your will.
Transcendent Father, ever-present splendor of the
ages, the angels and the saints adore You;
I also humbly worship Your greatness.
The world Is charged with the
grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from
It gathers to a greatness, like the
ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now
not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod,
And all is seared with trade;
And wears man's smudge and
shares man's smell:
Is bare now, nor can foot feel,
And for all this, nature is never
There lives the dearest freshness
And though the lost lights off the
black West went.
Oh, morning, at the brown brink
Because the Holy Ghost over the
World broods with warm breast
Gerard Manley Hopkins 19th century
|Sovereign Eternal Father, Who is all perfect, and
Who knows of my imperfect life and my
sinfulness, I rely on Your love,
mercy and grace to lift me to holiness,
so that I may be welcomed by You in heaven.
Loving Father God,
compassionate beyond comparison,
quickly come to the assistance of Your little ones,
the suffering children of the world.
My compassionate Father, Source of hope for all
living beings, I bring my loved ones, living and
dead, to You for Your compassionate care.
Immortal Father, my wondrous love, I know how
much You love me for You asked
Your beloved Son to bear
His ignominious cross for my redemption.
Adonai, my Lord, my Father of incomprehensible
Wisdom, I love You with all my being.
Great King of Heaven and Earth, Father of
relief to the needy, send Your wisdom to those
who would create wars and destruction;
let Your light of peace descend upon the world.
Lord of mercy, my Father, please help unrepentant
sinners, especially those close to death.
Took my daily walk at 4 p.m.
today in 89° of frost...
I paused to listen to the
silence.... The day was dying,
the night being born--but with
great peace. Here were
imponderable processes and
forces of the cosmos,
harmonious and soundless.
Harmony, that was it!...
It was enough to catch that
rhythm, momentarily to be
myself a part of it. In that
instant I could feel no doubt of
man's oneness with the
universe. The conviction
came that the rhythm was too
orderly, too harmonious, too
perfect to be a product of
blind chance--that, therefore,
there must be purpose in the
whole and that man was part of
that whole and not an
accidental off-shoot. It was a
feeling that transcended
reason; that went to the heart
of man's despair and found A
Admiral Byrd describes the
following experience in the
Antarctic In 1934
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be.
Bound each to each by natural
William Wordsworth 19th Century
For thus says the LORD,
who created the heavens
(he is God!),
who formed the earth
and made it
(he established it;
he did not create it a chaos,
he formed it to be inhabited!):
"I am the LORD,
and there is no other.
|Creator, my Father, You are the source of
nature; I implore You to assist mankind in
the preservation of Your astounding works of
Benevolent Father, Who showers all blessings
on every living thing You have created, let all living
things live again happily with You in
|A Prayer in Spring
Oh, give us pleasure in the
And give us not to think so far
As the uncertain harvest; keep
All simply in the springing of
Oh, give us pleasure in the
Like nothing else by day, like
ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the
They swarm dilating round the
And make us happy in the
That suddenly above the bees
The meteor that thrusts in with
And off a blossom in mid air
For this is love and nothing
else is love,
To which it is reserved for God
To sanctify to what far ends he
But which it only needs that
Robert Frost 19th Century
|THE ETERNAL SILENCE OF THOSE
STRIKES AWE INTO MY SOUL.
BLAISE PASCAL 17TH CENTURY