The
name ‘Iona’
Has
a magic ring to most,
But
they have chased away
The
Holy Ghost
For
a druid or for worse.
They
have forsaken you,
Father
Columba,
The
blazing coal
Burning
bright with the Fiery Light
Of
Heaven’s Dove.
Pillar
of Fire,
You
made Iona
A
house of light
That
pierced the pagan darkness
Of
Westernesse.
Pillar
of Stone,
You
built churches
And
kingdoms there
On
foundations
Unmovable.
But
her sons have,
Little
by little,
Blinded
the eyes of their hearts,
And
their hands have
Laid
new cornerstones.
Iona,
keeper of
Western
Europe’s
Sacred
Flame, the storehouse
Of
her Holy Light,
The
axis her Christian Faith
Revolves
around:
Father
Columba,
By
your prayers
Help
her to see
Where
her salvation lies.
***
Both
images via Dmitry Lapa’s good article on St Columba (+597, commemorated 9 June): http://orthochristian.com/104544.html
--
Holy Ælfred the Great, King of England,
South Patron, pray for us sinners at the Souð,
unworthy though we are!
Anathema to the Union!
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