Only God can turn
The greatest suffering
Into a door to glory
Inspired by
The Dream of the Rood
Translation by Richard Hamer (1970)
5 Towering in the sky suffused with light,
Brightest of beams; and all that beacon was
Covered with gold. The corners of the earth
Gleamed with fair jewels, just as there were five
Upon the cross-beam.
Now the time has come
95 That far and wide on earth men honour me,
And all this great and glorious creation,
And to this beacon offers prayers. On me
The Son of God once suffered; therefore now
I tower mighty underneath the heavens
100 And I may heal all those in awe of me.
Creator's Joy 