Tag: Good Friday

GOOD FRIDAY

GOLGOTHA by John Heath-Stubbs

In the middle of the world, in the centre
Of the polluted heart of man, a midden;
A stake stemmed in the rubbish

From lipless jaws, Adam’s skull
Gasped up through the garbage:
‘I lie in the discarded dross of history,
Ground down again to the red dust,
The obliterated image. Create me.’

From lips cracked with thirst, the voice
That sounded once over the billows of chaos
When the royal banners advanced,
replied through the smother of dark:
‘All is accomplished, all is made new, and look-
All things, once more, are good.’

Then, with a loud cry, exhaled His spirit.

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ARIPAMEVI – REMEMBER ME O LORD

Sung by Coptic Christians, many of whom are too afraid to meet together for worship over this major holy festival.  May we remember them too in our prayers.