Eucharist
O Euchari In leta via
The sun's warmth dripped into you
Like the fragrance of balsam
The sun's warmth dripped into me
Like the fragrance of balsam
All moving things breath steadily
Sweeping across the ground
The sun's warmth dripped into you
Like the fragrance of balsam
Like the fragrance of balsam
The sun's warmth dripped into me
Like the fragrance of balsam
All moving things breath steadily
Sweeping across the ground
The sun's warmth dripped into you
Like the fragrance of balsam
O Euchari In leta via
Your hands reach out for me
In the heat of our longing.
My hands reach out for you
In the heat of our longing.
All moving things breath calmly
Sweeping across the ground.
Your hands reach out for me
In the heat of our longing.
In the heat of our longing.
My hands reach out for you
In the heat of our longing.
All moving things breath calmly
Sweeping across the ground.
Your hands reach out for me
In the heat of our longing.
O Euchari In leta via
Read more about about Lund's Domkyrkan in English.
And here's a photo of me holding up the pillar with the wife of
Giant Finn in the crypt. I don't know if it's sacriledge but I like to think that even the heros, archbishops, kings and queens lying in the tombs below ground appreciate a little levity now and then.
A 1.000 year old rock with a carving of a Varangian on it. Domkyrkan was consecrated in 1145.
From Domkyrkan's site, this gives you an idea of the service at Christmas. |
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