Epiphany

‘If the Lord Himself should make windows in heaven.’

Make us a window, Lord, that we may see
The diadems, the jasper, the golden tree
Of Your majesty,
The rubies, and the sapphires of that bright crown
Which encompasses in glory.

Make us a window, Lord,
That we can take in the mighty,
See the haloes of the saints,
The bright loveliness of watery harps,
The strange and fabulous temple creatures.

Then I saw the window opened,
The manger throne, the crown of thorns,
The beggars, the poor in supplication
And open to You, Christ, our window.