Blessed Are The Lowly Give me the strength to be as weak as God; Lead me to love as though I were A crucifix in an empty church. The might of kings lies buried in the sod; The meek alone will last beyond the earth. Give me the strength to be as weak as God - Lord, lead me to love as though I were. Give me the sense of soft and little-pawed Dark creatures in the corners of the world, Who creep inside to die without a word. Give me the strength to be as weak as God; Lead me to love as though I were A crucifix in an empty church.
Maggie Palmer has recently graduated from the University of Dallas with a B.A. in English and Classical Philology and currently lives with her family in Fort Cavazos, Texas. Her work has appeared in such magazines as Blue Unicorn, The Lyric, Grand Little Things, and Mezzo Cammin.
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