The Wanderer

As I walked through the wilderness of this world …

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The poetry of pain

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Tim Challies shares a poem (take note: few holds barred) entitled I Looked For Love in Your Eyes, written by a woman whose husband’s soul had been poisoned by pornography. It will make your soul ache and your eyes weep. It may well send you back to the cross of Jesus for the cleansing of our sins and for grace to be pure.

The lady writes:

I saved my best for you.
Other girls may have given themselves away,
But I believed in the dream.
A husband, a wife, united as one forever.

Read the whole of I Looked For Love In Your Eyes. Learn the awful lessons that this poetry of pain teaches, and apply them, for the sake of your souls and your marriages.

Written by Jeremy Walker

Saturday 18 December 2010 at 16:40

“Passing Through” by Horatius Bonar

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I was preaching today at the Wessex Conference.  I was seeking to address the question, “Should we relate to the 21st century?” of which more later.  At the end of the sermon, I quoted a poem by Horatius Bonar that seemed to strike a chord with many.  It is no bad preparation for the Lord’s day.

Passing Through

I walk as one who knows that he is treading
A stranger soil;
As one round whom a serpent-world is spreading
Its subtle coil.

I walk as one but yesterday delivered
From a sharp chain;
Who trembles lest the bond so newly severed
Be bound again.

I walk as one who feels that he is breathing
Ungenial air;
For whom as wiles, the tempter still is wreathing
The bright and fair.

My steps, I know, are on the plains of danger,
For sin is near;
But looking up, I pass along, a stranger,
In haste and fear.

This earth has lost its power to drag me downward;
Its spell is gone;
My course is now right upward, and right onward,
To yonder throne.

Hour after hour of time’s dark night is stealing
In gloom away;
Speed thy fair dawn of light, and joy, and healing,
Thou Star of day!

For thee its God, its King, the long-rejected,
Earth groans and cries;
For thee the long-beloved, the long-expected,
Thy bride still sighs!

Horatius Bonar

Written by Jeremy Walker

Saturday 20 February 2010 at 22:57

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A prayer for our sons

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William came home on Sunday afternoon from the hospital, and mother and baby are doing well.  Caleb is adjusting magnificently in some respects, and finding life tough in others.  It seems a good time to re-post the following, in contemplation of both our sons.

Our Baby Boy

What shall we ask for our baby boy?
Shall we ask for fame, or gain, or joy,
For the dear-bought wisdom of the schools,
Or a skilful hand in the use of tools?
Ah, nay, our wishes much higher go
Than the highest hill with its cap of snow,
And the heart’s desire must wider be
Than the utmost stretch of the boundless sea.

We ask for the blessing of God above
And an early sense of the Saviour’s love,
An early sense of his wondrous grace
And an early start to seek his face;
A soul that is cleansed by the Saviour’s blood,
A heart that is kept by the peace of God,
Where the very God of peace may dwell,
His holy secrets of love to tell.

Feet that shall walk in the path of life
And follow the Lamb through stress or strife,
That following on through pain and loss
He may learn the worth of the Saviour’s cross;
A place in his heart for the words of truth,
And God for his guide from his early youth.
Great things we ask for our baby boy –
A place in God’s universe of joy,
A home in the land where his Son supreme
And his wondrous cross are the dearest theme.

Written by Jeremy Walker

Tuesday 11 November 2008 at 09:12

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The poem “The Wanderer”

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Since the search statistics indicate that several of the visitors who come to this blog have an interest in the Anglo-Saxon poem, The Wanderer, I have posted a short essay on that piece of literature from my days as an undergraduate at Leicester University, which you can read here, or access via the sidebar, in the “About . . .” section.  The topic is the theme of isolation in the poem, which I seek to develop not least with regard to the Christian element that is present.

Written by Jeremy Walker

Monday 13 October 2008 at 23:16

“Our Baby Boy”

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My previous post reminded me of the poem below. I cannot remember where I found these verses, but I do know that they were anonymous when I saw them. They express our deepest desire for our son.

Our Baby Boy

What shall we ask for our baby boy?
Shall we ask for fame, or gain, or joy,
For the dear-bought wisdom of the schools,
Or a skilful hand in the use of tools?
Ah, nay, our wishes much higher go
Than the highest hill with its cap of snow,
And the heart’s desire must wider be
Than the utmost stretch of the boundless sea.

We ask for the blessing of God above
And an early sense of the Saviour’s love,
An early sense of his wondrous grace
And an early start to seek his face;
A soul that is cleansed by the Saviour’s blood,
A heart that is kept by the peace of God,
Where the very God of peace may dwell,
His holy secrets of love to tell.

Feet that shall walk in the path of life
And follow the Lamb through stress or strife,
That following on through pain and loss
He may learn the worth of the Saviour’s cross;
A place in his heart for the words of truth,
And God for his guide from his early youth.
Great things we ask for our baby boy –
A place in God’s universe of joy,
A home in the land where his Son supreme
And his wondrous cross are the dearest theme.

Written by Jeremy Walker

Wednesday 23 April 2008 at 19:20

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