Dance:
McDonagh, Don
Samuel Hazo A Crossing Boarding this ship of Paul the mariner, we bring and find our bearings here. West of our birth and cast of death, we sail from southern porches to the true north of God . ....
...Their bells and trumpets summon us to be what we can be for the believing...
...The compass of this cross shall lead us there...
...West of our birth and cast of death, we sail from southern porches to the true north of God . . . Though churches built as ships or crosses rise no more, we still can tell within these walls the time of all cathedrals...
...Their altars prophesy that men who build what will outlive them build like that first sailor of the Lord who christened for the Christ he never saw the whole world west of Byhlos . . . If where we live the best is when we love the most, we sail like Paul as far as we can love...
...That love's the same in Antioeh or Chartres or in this sheer and stcepled prayer...
Vol. 115 • July 1988 • No. 13
