Sunday, June 14, 2015

From The Sin Of Coldness, Good Lord, Deliver Us

We cannot be held fast in peace and
nerved to inner, private discipline
-to a soldiership
that knows nothing of reserve to love
that can plunge into very hell to save a soul,
unstained by the foulness,
unshrivelled by the heat
-unless we live within sight of Calvary.
God forgive us for the strange coldness of
so much of our love
The calculating love of Christians is
the shame of the Church
and the astonishment of angels.
By Thine agony, and bloody sweat;
by Thy cross and passion;
by Thy precious resurrection and ascension;
and by the coming of the Holy Ghost,
from the sin of coldness,
Good Lord,
deliver us.
from Gold by Moonlight by Amy Carmichael