Oh, Feed Me This Day, Holy Spirit

Mary Oliver

Lord God, mercy is in your hands, pour me a little.
And tenderness too. My need is great.
Beauty walks so freely and with such gentleness.
Impatience puts a halter on my face and I run away
over the green fields wanting to hear your voice, your tenderness,
but having to do with only the sweet grasses of the fields against my body.

When I first found you I was filled with light,
now the darkness grows
and it is filled with crooked things, bitter and weak,
each one bearing my name.

.....

Oh, feed me this day, Holy Spirit,
with the fragrance of the fields and the freshness of the oceans 

which you have made, 

and help me to hear and to hold in all dearness
those exacting and wonderful words
of our Lord Christ Jesus, saying:

          Follow me.

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