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My Lord and my Creator,
My Lord and my Creator, you bear with me and nourish me
be my helper I thirst for you, I hunger for you, I desire you, I sigh for you, I covet you: I am like an orphan deprived of the presence Of a very kind father Who, weeping and wailing, Does not cease to cling To The dear face With his whole heart.
I want you, I hope for you, I seek you; “To you my heart has said, seek my face”, “Your face, Lord, have I sought; Turn not your face from me.”
Saint Anselm |