Help! I'm soaked to the bone.
There's no sun, nothing to dry my body,
nor heat to warm my soul.
It just keeps pouring, and flooding,
and driving me away.
I can't even clear my eyes to see!
Help me Lord!
Give me something, some dry land,
some foothold in this world.
Subdue the waters and give me your
Daystar.
Please help me! I fear I can't tread
the waters much longer.
The Translation of St Thomas Becket
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On this day in the year 1220, the relics of St Thomas Becket were
translated from the crypt of Canterbury Cathedral to a splendid new shrine
in the main bo...
22 hours ago
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