Theotokos

Theotokos

Malcomb Guite

You bore for me the One who came to bless

And bear for all and make the broken whole.

You heard His call and in your open 'yes'

You spoke aloud for every living soul.

Oh gracious Lady, child of your own child.

Who's mother-love still calls the child in me.

Call me again, for I am lost and wild

Waves surround me now. On this dark sea

Shine as a star and call me to the shore.

Open the door that all my sins would close

And hold me in your garden. Let me share

The prayer that folds the petals of the Rose.

Enfold me too in Love's last mystery