[A performance of Vaughan Williams’s setting of the following text]
Love bade me welcome. Yet my soul drew back Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning, If I lacked any thing.
A guest, I answered, worthy to be here: Love said, You shall be he. I the unkind, ungrateful? Ah my dear, I cannot look on thee. Love took my hand, and smiling did reply, Who made the eyes but I?
Truth Lord, but I have marred them: let my shame Go where it doth deserve. And know you not, says Love, who bore the blame? My dear, then I will serve. You must sit down, says Love, and taste my meat: So I did sit and eat.
George Herbert (1593–1633) Love III Welsh-born English metaphysical poet, orator and Anglican priest
O Lord Jesus Christ, look upon us with those eyes of yours, the eyes with which you looked upon Peter in the hall of judgement, that with Peter we may repent, and by your great love be forgiven and restored; for your mercy’s sake. Amen.
Lancelot Andrewes (1555 – 1626) A noted linguist and preacher he was by 1601 Dean of Westminster. During the reign of King James I he was successively Bishop of Chichester, Ely and Winchester, and oversaw the compiling of the Authorised Version of the Bible.