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