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I Wish I Were the Little Key

June 8th, 2010, Promulgated by Gen

I happened upon this poem when I was browsing through old Eucharistic hymns and prayer cards. It seems like something that would appeal to certain of you – I know I certainly enjoyed it.

I wish I were the little key
That locks Love’s captive in
And who lets Him out to go and free
A stricken heart from sin.

I wish I were the little bell
That tinkles for the Host,
When God comes down each day to dwell
With hearts He loves the most.

I wish I were the chalice fair
That holds the Blood of Love
When every flash lights holy prayer
Upon its way above.

I wish I were the little flower
So near the Host’s sweet face,
Or like the light that half an hour
Burns on the shrine of grace.

I wish I were the altar, where,
As on His Mother’s Breast,
Christ nestles, like a child , fore’er
In Eucharistic rest.

But oh, my God, I wish the most
That my poor heart may be
A home all holy for each Host
That comes in love to me.

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2 Responses to “I Wish I Were the Little Key”

  1. gretchen says:

    Gen, that is a lovely poem and lovely photo of Notre Dame in Montreal. Thanks for the day-brightener!

  2. Absolutely beautiful poem!
    I love the picture of Notre Dame!

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