Conversing with the LORD,
his face beaming radiance,
from that moment on ... Moses
wore a veil, hiding genuineness,
"a ministry of condemnation,"
glory in a cloud; until this veil
was taken, pulled away by Christ,
to fullness in a holy presence
streaming light into the human. 2
Corinthians 3:7-18
Rejoice, Miryam!
You hug the joy of God.
Yahweh has come to you ...
You are happy, rejoicing with all
women,
and joyful is God's fruit within your womb.
"But we all, with unveiled face,
shining as in a mirror the glory
of the LORD, are being transformed
into His same image, from glory to
glory." 2 Cor 3:18
"Behold, I tell you a mystery:
we shall all be changed ..." 1
Corinthians 15:50
Rejoice, Miryam!
You hug the joy of God.
Yahweh has come to you ...
You are happy, rejoicing with all
women,
and joyful is God's fruit within your womb.
We were made in an image, and a
likeness
becoming like Him, in sacred theosis.
And who, in all her holiness, shone
with the brightness of grace ... alone?
Her Son revealed this mystery
transfiguring on Tabor--theophany--
a hint of glory, the light of life,
robes white and glistening,
faces brilliant, and hearts listening.
Rejoice, Miryam!
You hug the joy of God.
Yahweh has come to you ...
You are happy, rejoicing with all
women,
and joyful is God's fruit within your womb.
Her tomb was empty, and angels sang,
as Christ arrived to take her home.
Some doubters shrieked with mighty pain
jostling and pushing her simple bier,
then touched with faith as healing
came,
like flashes of light in muscle and
bone,
believers knew that she was gone,
the first, like us, to final
resurrection.
Rejoice, Miryam!
You hug the joy of God.
Yahweh has come to you ...
You are happy, rejoicing with all
women,
and joyful is God's fruit within your womb.
How comforting, that ancient midnight
vision at Blachernae, when she came
into sight.
His mother appearing, in lightening
flash,
and thunder and mysterious light.
She bent with tears on the bema step,
then rose and opening her darkened
veil,
gathered all beneath its fold:
a strange tale Andrew the Fool had
told.
He saw motherly care upon her breast,
and all of us beneath--a safety
bastion,
this holy mother of protection.
She came from the Heaven beyond,
to seal the gift of Christ, a bond.
Rejoice, Miryam!
You hug the joy of God.
Yahweh has come to you ...
You are happy, rejoicing with all
women,
and joyful is God's fruit within your womb.