November 20, 2016
from May 14, 2013

 

this world by sadness shroud
wrings tears from every joy
pain the uncared for guest
of every celebration
life begins while knowing death
however far its horrid end
the joy of each day’s step
mingles deep, abiding grief

would that recompense would come

NOW!

while love still weeps its loss

dear God assuage our tears
and within Your peace enfold us

 

Written after hearing of the murder
of Tim Bosma; family man, Christian,
for whom we had been praying all week.

Bruce Cockburn’s rocket launcher is
far too small for such a sadness.

Thank God His justice is far more satisfying.