O my Lord,
why keepest Thou Thy servant in this miserable life so long, where all is
such vexation, and disappointment, and manifold trouble? And not only
keepest me so long in this banishment, but so hidest Thyself from me. Is
this worthy of Thee and of Thy great goodness? Were I what Thou art, and
wert Thou what I am, Thou wouldest not have to endure it at my hands. I
beseech Thee, O my Lord, to consider that this is a kind of injury and
wrong to proceed after this manner with one who loves Thee so much. This
and the like have come into my heart to say: though my bed in hell better
becomes me than so to speak to my Lord. At the same time, the love I
bear my Lord sometimes so consumes me that I am beside myself, till I
scarce know what I say or do; and then I find myself making such
unbecoming complaints that I am amazed our Lord endures them at my hands.
Eternal praise to so good a Lord!
ON THE LOVE OF OUR NEIGHBOUR
There are only two duties that our Lord requires of us,--the love of God,
and the love of our neighbour.
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