Sages of the New Covenant
Periannan Dr Savarirayan Jesuson FRCS, founder of the second Christian Ashram in India - Christu-kula Ashram at Thiruppathur and Courttallum was gifted with writing lyrics, composing music and singing both in Tamizh and English. Similarly, Rt. Rev. Stanley E Downes, retired bishop of Methodist Church of India and the Chairman of the Sat Tal Christian Ashram (fourth Christian Ashram in India) Trust is also inspired to write poems. These poems are waiting for some music composers to write the musical notation.
I appeal to the music composers to make an attempt and inform us about their Endeavour.
These poems are divine inspired ones and I am sure, you would be motivated to write the music-notes for these poems. Thank you.
My wishes are fervent and warm
My longings deep and most sincere,
Great things I’d most good perform,
Make other lives more bright and fair.
How oft how high I rise and fly
In noble aspiration wings
And wondering deeply breathe a sigh
O, that I could do some greater things!
But O let not the first and last
Be but an empty longing thought
That soaring high in loftier creeds
For get to do the humbler deeds.
With sadness in my humbled heart
I recollect the hour’s past
The kindly deeds I might have wrought
The opportunities now last.
Teach me to live ‘tis easier to die
Gently and silently to pass away
On earth long night to close the heavy eye
And waken in the glorious realms of day
Teach me that harder lessons-how to live
To serve Thee in the darkest paths on life,
Arm me for conflict now, fresh vigour give
And make me more than conqueror in strife.
It fortifies my soul to know
That however I stray and range
What’er I do Thou does not change
Father, in Thy faithfulness I rest.
I silent awe mine eyes I lift
And view the everlasting hills;
They stand in lonely majesty
Their lofty heights in thick clouds wrapt,
They speak of power, they speak of might
But over all a mystery hangs
My God, e’n so are all Thy ways
Mystery and might surround Thy throne.
“Unless one is born of water and the Spirit, he cannot enter the Kingdom of God.”
– John 3:5
Showers of blessings descending in spate
During last night and in the night before;
Sat Tal Valley, lake, hills small and great
Had waited for heaven to open and pour
Out the rain. Lighting! It was dark and late.
Thunder! Of a sudden from His full store
God watered this earth. He did not wait
Till day-break to wash the forest – and more
To fill the lake. He does not cease to care and to create
As in the beginning. At dawn all nature wore
A new-life look. Then opening the gate
Of dark clouds, sunlight flooded hills and lake shore,
Giving light and heat and the life to celebrate
God’s loving will for all creation; even for
Crocuses in bud that spring up straight
Thro’ the greening grass on the valley floor
Opening shyly, blushing pink, they emulate
Lilies of the field, of which Jesus spoke before.
God clothes the crocus too, of low estate,
To me they say: “St let your faith endure,
God scare for crocus and for you does not abate.
Seek first His Kingdom all else is sue.”
Lord, wash me clean for in my heart of late,
Selfish stain and sinful dirt which I abhor
Have married and soiled the soul you did create.
Like the crocus Lord, infuse new life once more.
Within me let Your Spirit germinate
The seeds that do fulfill Your Will and the Law.
To bloom and bear fruit too I must co-operate,
So like the crocus, Lord I open wide my door.
Come Holy Spirit to regenerate
Within. Christ has redeemed me from the law
Of death and sin. Soon the crocus dies – its fate
Is in God’s natural order and no more.
Not mine that destiny. God did create
Man in His image. Truly I deplore
God’s image cracked and broke in me. Await
No more, Dear Lord; initiate, restore
Your Christly likeness in my mortal state-
God’s Glory now, fulfilled in Heaven evermore.
* Crocus (plural: crocuses, croci) is a genus in the iris family comprising about 80 species of perennials growing from corms. Many are cultivated for their flowers (Saffron is one of them.) appearing in autumn, winter, or spring. Crocuses are native to woodland, scrub and meadows from sea level to alpine tundra in central and southern Europe, North Africa and the Middle East, on the islands of the Aegean, and across Central Asia to western China. The name of the genus is derived from the Greek krokos (κρόκος). This in turn is probably a loan word from a Semitic language, related to Hebrew כרכום karkōm, Aramaic ܟܟܘܪܟܟܡܡܐ kurkama, Persian and Arabic كركم kurkum, which mean saffron or saffron yellow. The name ultimately comes from Sanskrit कुङ्कुमं kunkumam.
Written during the Pentecost of 2004 (29-31 May) at Sat Tal Christian Ashram
A Tide of evil flows against the good
In all the world; it sweeps o’er everyone.
Om Calvary the Saviour shed His blood;
Christ paid the price and He has overcome.
Because Christ is risen, Faith will endure
Despite disaster, death and deceit.
In Christ our Hope is fulfilling and for sure,
Firmly grounded, overflowing and complete.
To the prodigal son who was lost and is found
Dirty, hungry, naked and forlorn,
God’s Love overflowed, raised him from the ground
Cleansed, fed, dressed with ring and gown to be worn.
My cup overflows with God’s Loving Kindness;
Heart, mind and soul overflow with His praise.
His Grace without measure in all of its fullness
Upholds as I walk, not mine, but His ways.
Lord, may your Love not end only in me,
To be a self-centered fruitless morass;
Let it grow, overflow, for others to see
And be served by that Love as I pass.
The seed-thought for “Overflow” was sown in his mind during the 80th Anniversary Celebrations of Sat Tal Christian Ashram in May 2010. On and off, the following Quatrains received his attention; after much revision they were completed in May 2011 during the Ashram session at Sat Tal.
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