NEW BETHLEHEM
Again the bright entreating star rebukes
the barren welcome that He came to find;
for crowded inn, the heart obsessed by pain,
for stable now, the dark and arrogant mind.
And yet with steadfast joy, foreknowing all
our long despairs made golden in her Son,
into this mourning city of the soul
Mary expectant brings its Promised One.
God speed your hour, Mother of our Hope!
And even in this citadel of pain
let us behold Him - so our doom shall lift
and the great star shall tell of peace again.
Sister M Jeremy OP
Sign. December 1936
From 'A Silence full of bells'
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