Agnus Dei
Agnus Dei
They sang.
Echoes of an ancient cry
Of prophet wild
On Jordan’s bank.
Mystery spans eternity,
Infinity the source and end.
Provision planned
In love
For man,
For God
A remedy to cross the gulf,
Sin’s chasm,
Gaping wound
Unhealed
Till that great Baptist cry,
Behold the Lamb of God!
Scribbled after hearing Gounod’s music, ‘Agnus Dei’ on the radio.
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