The Altar
The Altar
A broken ALTAR, Lord
thy servant rears,
Made of a heart, and cemented with tears:
Whose parts are as thy hand did frame;
No workman’s tool hath touched the same
A HEART alone
Is such a stone,
As nothing but
Thy power doth cut.
Wherefore each part
Of my hard heart
Meets in this frame,
To praise thy Name:
That if I chance to hold my peace,
These stones to praise
thee may not cease.
O let thy blessed SACRIFICE be mine,
And sanctify this ALTAR to be thine.
—-by George Herbert
This is my prayer as well. The heart can be an altar. It can be the place to build a new life.
— Joy
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