San Felipe de Jesús, Two verses, each a translation of the other (Sometime in 2016)

A couple of verses I wrote sometime in 2016. Dios me ha dado una devoción al joven mártir. Me da consuelo.

Jamás imaginaste 

cuando a México intentaste 

A un obispo encontrar,

Que el viento se levantase

Y el Pastor te invitase

A Japón sin regresar.

Tempestad no existe 

que la gracia no tranquilice 

con la patria recordar.

Japón recibiste

Y con lágrimas te dirigiste

A la blanca Cruz señal.

Ser sacerdote no alcanzaste

Pero el Santo Nombre dijiste

Y el pueblo sí nutriste

Cuando te dieron tu altar.

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Did by grace you imagine

When for Mexico you set

That a bishop would be lacking

But a bride would find you yet?

That wind and sea advancing

Would by Love’s design enhancing

Make the East your best well met?

No gale has yet existed

That grace has not resisted

By the beloved’s longed for sight.

Japan your new embrace

On which your young groom’s face

Saw signed a great white Cross. 

You did not reach to be a priest,

For no bishop was at that East,

But still you said a consecration

And after made Communion ministration

When at the nuptial altar station

you took your appointed place.

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