• “I, being in the Bastille, said to Thee, O my God, If thou art pleased to render me a spectacle to men and angels, thy holy will be done! All I ask is that thou wilt be with and save those who love thee.” – Madame Guyon

A Poem by Basilea Schlink

The holy hour is coming,
When from the heavenly throne
God’s Son, who was incarnate,
Will come to claim His own.He waits with love expectant
For His beloved bride.
Her life to Him she’s given;
With bonds of love she’s tied.

She hastens quickly to Him
With joy and heavenly bliss,
In every way preparing,
To be completely His.

For through the blood of Jesus,
She now may walk in white,
Attain the heavenly wedding,
His realm of purest light.

The midnight hour is striking,
And dawn no longer far.
So keep a constant vigil,
Soon shines the morning star.

Oh, live then for His advent.
The trumpet sound is near,
Announcing He is coming.
At last the day is here!

From her book ‘My All for Him’

 

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