I recently stumbled upon a book of poetry by Frances Ridley Havergal called "The Ministry Of Song" published in 1872. Havergal may be best known for her hymn "Take My Life And Let It Be" but I was taken by the Prelude of her collection of poems.

Amid the broken waters of
our ever-restlessthought,
Oh be my verse an answering gleam
from higher radiance caught;
That where through dark o’erarching boughs
of sorrow, doubt and sin,
The glorious Star of Bethlehem
upon the flood looks in,
Its tiny trembling ray may bid
some downcast vision turn
To that enkindling Light, for which
all earthly shadows yearn.

Oh be my verse a hidden stream, which silently may flow
Where drooping leaf and thirsty flower in lonely valleys grow;
And often by its shady course to pilgrim hearts be brought,
The quiet and refreshment of an upward-pointing thought;
Till, blending with the broad bright stream of sanctified endeavor,
God’s glory be its ocean home, the end it seeketh ever.

This has become a regular prayer for myself and those who write, sing, and lead musical worship. May our songs be used to point others to Christ and let them blend into the stream of sanctified endeavor, and may they be lost in the ocean of Gods glory and not our own.

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