Thursday, February 14, 2008

Love Bade Me Welcome

Love bade me welcome, yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-ey'd Love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
If I lack'd anything.
"A guest," I answer'd, "worthy to be here";
Love said, "You shall be he."
"I, the unkind, the ungrateful? ah my dear,
I cannot look on thee."
Love took my hand and smiling did reply,
"Who made the eyes but I?"
"Truth, Lord, but I have marr'd them; let my shame
Go where it doth deserve."
"And know you not," says Love, "who bore the blame?"
"My dear, then I will serve."
"You must sit down," says Love, "and taste my meat."
So I did sit and eat.

George Herbert


  1. What a great poem!

    I liked your walking route pictures from the previous post, too.

  2. Yes, I think I could meditate on this poem quite a while :)

    Seems like I read that you're a walker, too, Kathleen. Would love to see where you walk.

  3. About the link to Boortz. A friend kept mentioning listening to his radio program, so I went to his website. The day I did so, I really liked what he had said (can't remember what it was),and I linked so I could get to it more quickly. I didn't know about his dislike of Christians, and his jabs at pro-lifers until just a few days ago. In fact, I think I'll go remove the link right now!

    We always walk in the evenings, so taking a camera along now wouldn't work, but when it stays light longer, I'll be sure to take some pictures!