Look You, I'll Go Pray

Look you, I'll go pray, My shame is crying, My soul is gray and faint, My faith is dying. Look you, I'll go pray -- "Sweet Mary, make me clean, Thou rainstorm of the soul, Thou wine from worlds unseen."

At Mass

No doubt to-morrow I will hide My face from you, my King. Let me rejoice this Sunday noon, And kneel while gray priests sing.

It is not wisdom to forget. But since it is my fate Fill thou my soul with hidden wine To make this white hour great.

My God, my God, this marvelous hour I am your son I know. Once in a thousand days your voice Has laid temptation low.

Heart of God

O great heart of God, Once vague and lost to me, Why do I throb with your throb to-night, In this land, eternity?

O little heart of God, Sweet intruding stranger, You are laughing in my human breast, A Christ-child in a manger.

Heart, dear heart of God, Beside you now I kneel, Strong heart of faith.

O heart not mine, Where God has set His seal.

Wild thundering heart of God Out of my doubt I come, And my foolish feet with prophets' feet, March with the prophets' drum.