August 30, 2012

Apology





THEE, God, I come from, to thee go,
All day long I like fountain flow
From thy hand out, swayed about
Mote-like in thy mighty glow.



What I know of thee I bless, 
As acknowledging thy stress 
On my being and as seeing 
Something of thy holiness.


Once I turned from thee and hid,
Bound on what thou hadst forbid;
Sow the wind I would; I sinned:
I repent of what I did.





Bad I am, but yet thy child.
Father, be thou reconciled.
Spare thou me, since I see
With thy might that thou art mild.


I have life before me still 
And thy purpose to fulfil;
Yea a debt to pay thee yet:
Help me, sir, and so I will.


But thou bidst, and just thou art,
Me shew mercy from my heart
Towards my brother, every other
Man my mate and counterpart.


-Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–89).




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