Sequimur te, Sarnie Deorum, Quisquis es
Thou camest in the Darkness, and the Darkness Light became—
Not a word was ever spoken, and yet I heard Thy name,
I care not whither I must go; to worship at what shrine;
I know but that Thy servant I; that Thou art Master mine.
No Priest I need to lead me; for when Thou goest before,
How can I aught but follow, to love Thee, and to adore!
Who can ever fail to find Thee, or miss of Thy abode?
For where Thou art is Holiness,—and Holiness is God!