The Ancient of Days by William Blake
Eternal Godhead, O sea profound,
what more could you give me than yourself?
You are the fire that never burns out;
You consume in your heat all the soul’s self-love;
You are the flame that drives away the cold.
Give me your light that I may know all truth,
clothe me with yourself, eternal truth,
that I may live this mortal life with true obedience,
and in the light of your most holy faith.
St. Catherine of Siena, 1347-1380, one of the two patron saints of Italy
Let no one deceive you with empty words, for because of these things the wrath of God comes upon the sons of disobedience. Therefore do not become partners with them; for at one time you were darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Walk as children of light (for the fruit of light is found in all that is good and right and true), and try to discern what is pleasing to the Lord.