Every form I see is Thine own form, my Lord, And every sound I hear is Thine own voice; In the perfume of flowers I perceive the fragrance of Thy spirit; In every word spoken to me I hear Thy voice, my Lord. All that touches me is Thine own touch; In everything I taste I enjoy the savor of Thy delicious spirit. In every place I feel Thy presence, Beloved; In every word that falls on my ears I hear Thy message. Everything that touches me, thrills me with the joy of Thy kiss; Wherever I roam, I meet Thee; Wherever I reach, I find Thee, my Lord; Wherever I look, I see Thy glorious vision; Whatever I touch, I touch Thy beloved hand. Whomsoever I see, I see Thee in his soul; Whoever aught gives to me, I take it from Thee. To whomsoever I give, I humbly offer it to Thee, Lord; Whoever comes to me, it is Thou who comest; On whomsoever I call, I call on Thee. |
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