Time after time I came to Your gate with raised hands, asking for more and yet more.
You gave and gave, now in slow measure, now in sudden excess.
I took some, and some things I let drop; some lay heavy on my hands; some I made into playthings and broke them when I was tired, till the wrecks and the hoards of Your gifts grew immense, hiding You, and the ceaseless expectation wore my heart out.
“Take, O take” has now become my cry.
Hold my hands; raise me from the still-gathering heap of Your gifts into the bare infinity of Your uncrowded presence.
— Take, O Take, Rabindranath Tagore
In memory of Mr Jim Hayes, father of Sr Margaret Claver Hayes FCJ, and also for the father of Mr David Leslie, principal of Benalla FCJ College.