" 0. Lord, support us all the day long of this troublous life,
until the shadows lengthen and the evening comes,
and the busy world is hushed,
and the fever of life is over and our work is done.
Then of Thy mercy,
grant us a safe lodging,
and a holy rest and a peace at last
through Jesus Christ, our Lord."
(John Henry Newman)
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Some versions omit 'this troublous life', maybe a concession to the saccharine tastes of commercialised kitsch on cards, posters and prints. Why would you pray such a prayer if life was untroublous?
The version I first learned used the phrase 'bring us to a safe harbour'. Does anyone else know that version - I'm happy with safe lodging, but I like the image of a safe harbour!
The photo is of the harbour in the village of Whitehills on the Moray coast. Quiet, safe, and a place of peace - in the summer, until the troublous sea gets started!
Edifying. The kind of prayer that touches deeply. I look forward to the rest of the week.
Posted by: Poetreehugger | February 27, 2014 at 06:15 PM