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How do you distill in words the power and touch of the consolation of the living, resurrected Christ in the human heart?  It’s difficult to do but George Herbert makes an attempt:


Jesu is in my heart, His sacred name
Is deeply carved there.
But the other week a great affliction
Broke the little frame,
Even all to pieces.

{So} I went to seek.
And first found the corner where was the J
After, where the ES, and next where the U was graved.
When I got these pieces,
Instantly, I sat me down to spell them, and perceived
To my broken heart He was I ease you
        But to my whole (life), Jesu.

  • George Herbert