The Lord's Prayer

THERE is a bolder way,
There is a wilder enterprise than this
All-human iteration day by day.
Courage, mankind! Restore Him what is His.

Out of His mouth were given
These phrases. O replace them whence they came.
He, only, knows our inconceivable " Heaven",
Our hidden " Father", and the unspoken " Name";

Our " trespasses", our " bread",
The " will" inexorable yet implored;
The miracle-words that are and are not said,
Charged with the unknown purpose of their Lord.

" Forgive", " give", " lead us not" —
Speak them by Him, O man the unaware,
Speak by that dear tongue, though thou know not what,
Shuddering through the paradox of prayer.
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