Thursday, February 10, 2011

sick-and not the flu this time

If anyone has heard the news out of Philadelphia today, you will know what I am sick about. First Gosnell, now this. If you don't know now, it will only be a short time until the wildfire ignites. I can't bring myself to say it (or type it) out loud.

Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on us!

1. Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art.
Thou my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.

2. Be Thou my Wisdom, Thou my true Word;
I ever with Thee, Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father, I thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.

3. Be Thou my battle-shield, sword for my fight,
Be Thou my dignity, Thou my delight.
Thou my soul's shelter, Thou my high tower.
Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.

4. Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise,
Thou mine inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of heaven, my Treasure Thou art. 

5. High King of heaven, my victory won,
May I reach heaven's joys, O bright heav'ns Son!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision, O ruler of all.

1 comment:

  1. I have not heard. I will search for the news though I may regret finding it.