O God of love, the Highest, Holy One,Beyond our skill to worship, know, and loveWithout the gifts of word and Word - Your SonIncarnate God, anointed by the Dove -Please take these words, our offering of praiseAs if we knew You as You are, have been.As out of mire You lift us, our words raiseTo join in praise with all the hosts unseen.Please grant us fuller knowledge, joy, and love,Humility to know we know You notAs You reign in glory and love above -Lest Your great condescension be forgot.Lord, as we ever closer draw to You,Our words and love - our nature - please renew.
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Monday, February 6, 2012
Sonnet 14: Knowledge of the Holy One
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