Thee do I seek for, O my tortured Lord,
Through the wide world,- I seek, but do not find;
Tiger-like, serpent-like is man, and aye,
One of the brood the devil pastureth,
Yet, deignest Thou to sojourn in the world,
Only a human soul is Thine abode,
As Luther, man and servitor of God,
Or Melanchthon, who is Thy wisdom’s bee.
My tortured Lord, I am not worthy that
Thou shouldest come beneath my roof. But Thou,
O Love, yet graciously approachest. In
Most wondrous moments do I feel that Thou
Dost take Thine ease amid the chamber of
My spirit; with mine eyes Thou gazest Thou
Vouchsafes! gently with my breath to breathe.
Wherefore to Thy most hallowed head I dare
To give my lineaments, most gracious Lord!
(Josef Svatopluk Machar)
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