A beautiful picture for each line of this stirring poem about the Blackrobes. Love it!!
Sent home to safety, yet,
To the souls they could not forget.
Baptizing all the nations,
Black robes in quiet patience,
Many hours he has spent,
Forgiving the sins of the penitent.
Black robes of men, anointed
The Body of Christ, he holds,
Each day when Mass, he offers,
And Calvary, again, unfolds.
Teaching, preaching what is right,
To the souls of whose care he was given,
To bring from darkness into light.