You Fill, Joyful.

Spirit, I need you in all things.

All things need you.

You, the streaked sunset;

You, the child’s play;

You, the silent lily;

You, the widow and saint.


Glory Son, I beg of You,

Step into empty and fill.

Fill void and nothing;

Fill aching head;

Fill sleepless stumbling;

Fill threatening dread.


Beaming Father, You smile, absolute.

Look, still, and be joyful.

Joyful in our going;

Joyful in our speech;

Joyful in the coming steps;

Joyful in her, him,

Joyful in me.





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