In Secret

Jesus said to his disciples:
“Take care not to perform righteous deeds
in order that people may see them;
otherwise, you will have no recompense from your heavenly Father.
When you give alms,
do not blow a trumpet before you,
as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets
to win the praise of others.
Amen, I say to you,
they have received their reward.
But when you give alms,
do not let your left hand know what your right is doing,
so that your almsgiving may be secret.
And your Father who sees in secret will repay you.
Matthew 6:1-6

If we have worked in darkness
and labored through the night,
how shall we taste the harvest
in your unending light?

We fear the dark's obscurance
of all our works and ways.
O God, give us endurance
and hope to see the day!

Look down on all that's hidden
and read the words we hide:
May all our acts live in you,
where even night is bright.

And in our darkest places,
our inmost, secret parts
help us to sing your praises
as you look on our hearts.

Then may we give in secret:
Our good work need not show
for surely you will see it—
though you alone may know.

And when you set your table
where all shall have their due,
Lord, make for us a place there,
that we may feast in you.

Title“Blasts” from The Ram’s Horn Year1902 (1900sAuthorsSubjectsPoetry PublisherChicago, The Ram’s Horn Co.By Internet Archive Book Images – https://www.flickr.com/photos/internetarchivebookimages/14781372921/Source book page: https://archive.org/stream/blastsfromramsho00unse/blastsfromramsho00unse#page/n34/mode/1up, No restrictions, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=42489652

Feast

Christ, who made creation's harvest,

formed the riches of the seas,
take the little we have brought you:
Give it for the least of these.

Let our bread become a banquet,
loaves and fish a lordly feast
filling us with more than fragments:
Every hunger is relieved.

Look upon us with compassion
in our daily need for bread.
Crumbs would give us satusfaction,
yet you set a feast instead:

Goodly measures, packed together,
shaken down and running o'er,
every morsel mercy's treasure
dropping from your hand, O Lord.

Not to us or to our labors,
but to your abundance, thanks.
Now for us and for our neighbors,
take our off'rings in your hands.

Not to us you give your blessing,
but to all who hunger sore,
filling every hand that's empty,
overflowing more and more.

Milagre da “Multiplicação dos pães e peixes” (Mateus 14:13-21; Marcos 6:31-34; Lucas 9:10-17; João 6:5-15). Photo By © José Luiz Bernardes Ribeiro, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=16833907