PARISH of WIGMORE ABBEY
LENT POEMS
During Lent we will be publishing a series of poems for your reflection and subsequent discussion if you wish to join.
To join the discussions on Thursdays in Lent contact Serena Askew. 01568 771881 for Zoom Codes.
Lent Week 5
Consideration: read the poem (out loud if possible)
What does this poem say to you about God and your relationship with Him?
BRIER(GOOD FRIDAY) BY E. PAULINE JOHNSON (TEKAHIONWAKE)
Because , dear Christ, your tender, wounded arm
Bends back the brier that edges life’s long way
That no hurt comes to heart, to soul no harm,
I do not feel the thorns so much to-day.
Because I never knew your care to tire,
Your hand to weary guiding me aright,
Because you walk before and crush the brier,
It does not pierce my feet so much tonight.
Because so often you have hearkened to
My selfish prayers, I ask but one thing now,
That these harsh hands of mine add not unto
The crown of thorns upon your bleeding brow.
Questions: What might this poem say about pain?
What points does this poem raise for further reflection as we move through Holy Week?
Source: https://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poems/brier-good-friday
PARISH of WIGMORE ABBEY
LENT POEMS
During Lent we will be publishing a series of poems for your
reflection and subsequent discussion if you wish to join.
To join the discussions on Thursdays in Lent contact Serena Askew.
01568 771881 for Zoom Codes.
Lent Week 5
Consideration: read the poem (out loud if possible)
What does this poem say to you about God and your relationship with Him?
BRIER(GOOD FRIDAY)
BY E. PAULINE JOHNSON (TEKAHIONWAKE)
Because , dear Christ, your tender, wounded arm
Bends back the brier that edges life’s long way
That no hurt comes to heart, to soul no harm,
I do not feel the thorns so much to-day.
Because I never knew your care to tire,
Your hand to weary guiding me aright,
Because you walk before and crush the brier,
It does not pierce my feet so much tonight.
Because so often you have hearkened to
My selfish prayers, I ask but one thing now,
That these harsh hands of mine add not unto
The crown of thorns upon your bleeding brow.
Questions: What might this poem say about pain?
What points does this poem raise for further reflection as we
move through Holy Week?
Source: https://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poems/brier-good-friday