This episode of Anthony Esolen Speaks — free to everyone today — is a reading from my book, In the Beginning Was the Word. The scripture reference for this meditation is John 1:10: “He was in the world, and the world was made by him, and the world knew him not.”
OH all ye, who passe by, whose eyes and minde To worldly things are sharp, but to me blinde; To me, who took eyes that I might you finde: Was ever grief like mine? Yet my Disciples sleep; I cannot gain One houre of watching; but their drowsie brain Comforts not me, and doth my doctrine stain: Was ever grief like mine? Behold, they spit on me in scornfull wise, Who by my spittle gave the blinde man eies, Leaving his blindnesse to my enemies: Was ever grief like mine? My face they cover, though it be divine. As Moses face was vailed, so is mine, Lest on their double-dark souls either shine: Was ever grief like mine?
From "The Sacrifice" (George Herbert, The Temple, 1633)
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