A prayer for the week
Be present, O Merciful God, and protect us... so that we who are fatigued by the changes and chances of this fleeting world, may repose upon Thy eternal changlessness.
Saturday
O Lord, my heart is sick,
Sick of this everlasting Change;
And life runs tediously quick
Through its unresting race and varied range:
Change finds no likeness to itself in Thee,
And makes no echo in Thy mute eternity.
Faber
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