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What a beautiful prophetic poem. Wonder what Merton was thinking. The photo is awesome. Thanks for remembering. God bless all the souls of 9-11-01.
jane in memphis
Requiescat in Pace.Amen
I found this poem apropos, and sent it to friends that very day.
It concerns the Germans at the outset of World War I, but it applies all the same.
The Outlaws
1914
Rudyard Kipling
THROUGH learned and laborious years
They set themselves to find
Fresh terrors and undreamed-of fears
To heap upon mankind.
All that they drew from Heaven above
Or digged from earth beneath,
They laid into their treasure-trove
And arsenals of death:
While, for well-weighed advantage sake,
Ruler and ruled alike
Built up the faith they meant to break
When the fit hour should strike.
They traded with the careless earth,
And good return it gave:
They plotted by their neighbour’s hearth
The means to make him slave.
When all was ready to their hand
They loosed their hidden sword,
And utterly laid waste a land
Their oath was pledged to guard
Coldly they went about to raise
To life and make more dread
Abominations of old days,
That men believed were dead.
They paid the price to reach their goal
Across a world in flame;
But their own hate slew their own soul
Before that victory came.
Jon: It concerns the Germans at the outset of World War I, but it applies all the same.
You mean that it applies as a liturgical prophecy?
THROUGH learned and laborious years
They set themselves to find
Fresh terrors and undreamed-of fears
To heap upon mankind.
These are the liturgical outlaws of the 1960s?
When all was ready to their hand
They loosed their hidden sword,
And utterly laid waste a land
Their oath was pledged to guard
Laying waste to the liturgy handed down by Tradition?
The first Sunday after September 11, 2001 the opening hymn at Mass was
All My Hope On God is Founded. The second verse was terribly relevant and
became almost impossible to sing…I still remember it.
“Pride of man and earthly glory,
sword and crown betray his trust;
what with care and toil he buildeth,
tower and temple, fall to dust.
But God’s power,
hour by hour,
is my temple and my tower.
Henry,
“You mean that it applies as a liturgical prophecy?”
Call it Kipling’s Psalm 73!