THE ABIDING CITY

May He give us all the courage that we need
To go the way He shepherds us.
That when He calls, we may go unfrightened.
If He bids us to come to Him across the Waters,
That unfrightened we may go.
And if He bids us to climb the hill
May we not notice that it is a hill,
mindful only of the happiness of His company.

He made us for Himself
That we should travel with Him
And see Him at last in His unveiled beauty
In the abiding city
Where He is light and happiness and endless home.

                                             Father Bede Jarrett. O.P.

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