How We Remember

A poem

How We Remember

Remembering pleasure, forgetting the pain
The leeks and the melons, not burdens and chains.
Remembering falsely, forgetting the true,
When drunk with temptation, my friend…. Is it you?

There’s a glass filled with pleasure, And one filled with pain
The first one is poison, the latter true gain.
And how we remember and how we forget
Are but symptoms of which one our palate has wet.

There’s a vision of faith that is granted of God;
Arising to keep us, till needing His rod.
When it rises we trample with ease every foe,
When it sets we are fools, how we muse, how we go.

There is pain from sin’s pleasure, And there’s pain in your cross:
There is loss in your gain, and there’s gain in your loss;
Oh dear vision of God come to me with Your power!
There to open my eyes till I close life’s last hour.

Oh our God, do remember, the covenant grace
That has granted us life, where you lifted your face
Where you rescued us safe from the enemy’s snare,
We remember Who saved, we forget our despair.

Charles Church, 11/22/2019 9:00 PM

PS Can be sung to the tune of “My Heart’s in the Highlands”.