Last night did Christ the Sun rise from the dark,
The mystic harvest of the fields of God,
And now the little wandering tribes of bees
Are brawling in the scarlet flowers abroad.
The winds are soft with birdsong; all night long
Darkling the nightingale her descant told,
And now inside church doors the happy folk
The Alleluia chant a hundredfold.
O father of thy folk, be thine by right
The Easter joy, the threshold of the light.
Sedulius Scottus (c 820-880)
translated from the Latin by Helen Waddell
Have a Blessed Easter Lorrie!ReplyDelete
have a blessed easter lorrie!!!ReplyDelete
The tomb is empty...our hearts are full.ReplyDelete
Blessings to you and your family this Easter!
Happy Easter Lorrie - I hope you will be together with your family. You always have such enjoyable family times together. Thanks for your comments. i was just thinking of how Easter Sundays used to be so decided to share some family history.ReplyDelete
Blessings for Easter. Lovely poem and picture.ReplyDelete
He is risen indeed!ReplyDelete
So thankful for God's grace to us! Have a great week Lorrie!ReplyDelete
He is alive!ReplyDelete