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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required METAPHYSICAL MOMENTS Upon my knee I come to thee with my concern,to you,this plea Chorus-I heard you speak,and so I wait until my heart,with you relate verse-so many times I ask and ask inadequate to do this task chorus-I know,I know,I hear your call yet still hold back,frightened to fall verse-at last I see and know within strengthened by you,I can begin chorus-A simple verse,from you above to show to others Jesus love after Robert Herrick TO GOD Endwell me Lord,each day be now my tongue,in all I say; Endwell my all,from deep to deep from dayspring,'til I sleep after john keble's famous verse Fill me once more,Holy Spirit to know, Move me ,inside,you love to show, Quieten my heart,now to play Without rehearsal,on life's stage each phrase to say. Speak,speak by thought,picture,word or deed, Then in my weakness,your strength feed: O teach my tomgue to quiet be, Until you prompt,and all I say,is all of thee. This double quatrain was inspired by Abraham Cowley's (1618-67) 'Hymn to Light' Make me O Lord your witness each day teach my tongue, quieten my heart open mine ears, to all, to me,you say guide my eyes,when I see in part; and then help others ,through these lips to be blessed,toe to fingertip Quatrain after Edward Taylor the first American poet Sad is the heart so full of care Of tomorrow's what will,will be, Upon his sleeve,all life does wear, For all to see Cast down,choking with eyes that blear No words can comfort or make free, Thought frozen in yesterday's fear, That none can see. After Alexander Pope Listen to me recite these Metaphysicals on youtube ichthyschiro
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