Jesus when I cling to Thee

Only then shall I be free

Only know love’s true bliss

When soul surrenders to Thy kiss.

Knowing there’s no joy apart

From Thee—thou Master of my heart

I’ll cleave to Thee, Thou crucified

Dying the death which Thou hast died

Thence to rise on wings of grace

Enfolded in Thy love’s embrace

Remade as I was made to be—

Come Lord Jesus, reign in me!

I wrote this last year while on retreat in  the Benedictine Monastery of the Transfiguration, Malaybalay, Bukidnon. If anyone has a hankering for monastic life, I highly recommend a stint there. For me, it's one of those "thin places" where a bit of heaven filters through. So many good memories, so many graces.