Three-person'd God,
if crooked my mind be,
bind me with light,
tenacious and burning
and if great are Thee
and if grace is Thee
then forgive my wandering.
If reigning eternally,
ethereal Divine, grant me
peace no reason can grasp
For if truth would be true,
shall it matter with You?
Is Your essence by nature,
by logic, forever entwined
in truth, with truth, for truth,
that if not true, Your spirit
shall vanish? Or love--
what of love? For if I have found a
home in You, if I have found
forgiveness, shall redemption find
solace in ignorant bliss?
Lord immortal, be kind, to
my heart be kind, for
I doubt.
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