They are not my words, but they are my prayer. May God bless the land where Orthodoxy first came to North America.
O God of earth and altar, bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter, our people drift and die;
The walls of gold entomb us, the swords of scorn divide;
Take not Thy thunder from us, but take away our pride.
From all that terror teaches, from lies of tongue and pen,
From all the easy speeches that comfort cruel men;
From sale and profanation of honor and the sword;
From sleep and from damnation, deliver us, good Lord!
Tie in a living tether, the prince and priest and thrall;
Bind all our lives together, smite us and save us all;
In ire and exultation aflame with faith and free,
Lift up a living nation, a single prayer to Thee.
--G.K. Chesterton
Lord, have mercy!
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amen!
Hey kids, Mr. F. is home!
We need some East End Journal relief, bud. Get to it.
Oops, never mind, I see you posted TWICE today. :)
Is this a reference to blessed Tikhon while he was Bishop of the Aleutians and Alaska (then North America)? I am blessed to walk in his footsteps every time I visit our Cathedral in Fond du Lac, where you doubtless know he participated in a certain consecration in 1900.
No it is reference to the current Orthodox bishop of Alaska, who is a piece of work, may God touch his heart and heal the cradle of Orthodoxy in America.
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