Downtime entirely unintentional

Yes, I do have a halfway reasonable excuse for not posting as I said I would. Two, actually. Firstly, I was absent most of the weekends(s) and didn't have the time to post, and secondly I haven't been able to sit down and read St. Valentine and now the penitential poetry appropriate for the season.

I found this sample refreshing, as far as text-filled Kyries go. My psyche has undergone excessive stress recently on account of some appallingly horrific, flimsy, sodden lines interspersed through the Penitential Rite - and, as a matter of fact, the rest of the Liturgy. I assure you, however, that no such atrocities will confront you here

"...and you may safely read." - G.K.C.

Lent, 1869

By Richard Storrs Willis

I.

We like sheep have gone astray,
Kyrie eleison!
Each his own misguided way,
Kyrie eleison!
Wandering farther, day by day,
Kyrie eleison!

II.

Shepherd kind, oh! lead us back;
Christe eleison!
Wrest us from our dangerous track,
Christe eleison!
Lest the wolves thy flock attack;
Christe eleison!

III.

Ope for us again thy fold,
Kyrie eleison!
Night approaches, drear and cold;
Kyrie eleison!
Death, perchance, and woes untold;
Kyrie eleison!

Located on Catholic Poetry from various resources