For your heart today...

Thyself, my God, I love;
Thyself, for Thyself, above all things.
Thyself I desire as a final end.

Thyself for Thyself I always and in all things seek,
with my heart and whole strength...

If Thou didst not bestow on me Thyself
Thou bestoweth nothing.
If I find not Thyself,
I find nothing.


Thomas Bradwardine
A beautiful poem carriegrace. For me, beautiful particularly in the fact that all the dross has been stripped away and a single minded/dross free acknowledgement of and longing after God consumes the author.  Raym