{"id":4828,"date":"2020-11-23T04:13:03","date_gmt":"2020-11-23T04:13:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=4828"},"modified":"2020-11-23T04:13:03","modified_gmt":"2020-11-23T04:13:03","slug":"a-cry-silent-in-the-night","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/a-cry-silent-in-the-night\/","title":{"rendered":"A Cry, Silent, In The Night"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"The<\/a>
The Catholic belief in guardian angels is lost in modern new age thinking of Angel Card Readings. Image from LordsArt<\/a><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

This little verse of faith I wrote some years back, and am putting online again.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

A cry, silent in the night,
\nTaken by angels heavenwards
\nTo the ear of God on high
\nAs if the Angels were birds\u2026<\/p>\n

At the ceasing of their flapping wings
\nThey give the words to God and say,
\n“Here is a cry, silent, from the night,”
\nBut God: he waves them away!<\/p>\n

One looks to the other in wonder:
\nAs if to ask each other how can God not care –
\nBut reading their thoughts, the Lord said
\n\u201cWhen the Cry was uttered: I was there! \u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

This little verse of faith I wrote some years back, and am putting online again. A cry, silent in the night, Taken by angels heavenwards To the ear of God on high As if the Angels were birds\u2026 At the ceasing of their flapping wings They give the words to …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3582],"tags":[4360,4359,527],"class_list":["post-4828","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-faith","tag-angel","tag-catholic-poems","tag-prayer","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-1fS","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":5227,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/angels-cry-for-gaza\/","url_meta":{"origin":4828,"position":0},"title":"Angels Cry for Gaza","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"13th December 2023","format":false,"excerpt":"Poets record history As only they could: Armed with pencils History written in their blood The bombs rain down All are guilty living there Mothers, children artists are not militants Israelis do not care. 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