Monday, December 3, 2007

G.M. ii


Therefore, O Lord when all things common seem,

When all is dust, and self the center clod,

When grandeur is a hopeless, foolish dream,

And anxious care more reasonable than God - 

Out of the ashes I will call to thee - 

In spite of dead distrust call earnestly:

O thou who livest, call, then answer dying me. 

- George MacDonald

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