• on December 21, 2016

Winter Solstice 2016: "Winter is past, Come then, my love, let me hear your voice"

I hear my Beloved.
See how he comes leaping on the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
My Beloved is like a gazelle,
like a young stag.

See where he stands
behind our wall.
He looks in at the window,
he peers through the lattice.come my love

My Beloved lifts up his voice,
he says to me,
‘Come then, my love,
my lovely one, come.

For see, winter is past,
the rains are over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth.
The season of glad songs has come,
the cooing of the turtledove is heard in our land.
The fig tree is forming its first figs
and the blossoming vines give out their fragrance.
Come then, my love,
my lovely one, come.
My dove, hiding in the clefts of the rock,
in the coverts of the cliff,
show me your face,
let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet
and your face is beautiful.’

 

Song of Songs 2:8-14

(First Reading @ Mass, Wednesday 21st December 2016)

 
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