October 16, 2014 Job 41:25

October 16, 2014

"By reason of breakings they purify themselves" Job 41:25

 

O break my heart; but break it as a field

Is by the plough up-broken for the corn;

O break it as the buds, by green leaf sealed,

Are, to unloose the golden blossom, torn;

Love would I offer unto Love's great Master,

Set free the odor, break the alabaster.

 

O break my heart; break it victorious God,

That life's eternal well may flash abroad;

O let it break as when the captive trees,

Breaking cold bonds, regain their liberties;

And as thought's sacred grove to life is springing,

Be joys, like birds, their hope, Thy victory singing.

THOMAS TOKE BUNCH

 

Excerpts from Streams in the Desert by L.B. Cowman

 

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