To tremble and adore;
To sound my own vile nothingness,
And thus to love thee more.
—Frederick William Faber.
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TALKING WITH GOD
To stretch my hand and touch Him
Though he be far away;
To raise my eyes and see him
Through darkness as through day;
To tremble and adore;
To sound my own vile nothingness,
And thus to love thee more.
—Frederick William Faber.
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To stretch my hand and touch Him
Though he be far away;
To raise my eyes and see him
Through darkness as through day;