Lord you are invisible, except to the pure of heart.
I seek to understand true purity of heart
by reading the Scriptures and by meditating.
Lord, I have read your words and meditated on your person
for more years that I can remember.
I log to see you face to face.
It is the sight of you, Lord, that I have sought.
Over the years the fire of desire to see you
has grown hotter and hotter.
As I have meditated, my soul has received greater light.
And the scriptures excite my soul more than ever.
Lord, I do not dare to call you
to reveal yourself now or soon.
But give me a sign, a pledge
to ensure me that one day I will be rewarded.
Give me a single drop of heavenly rain
to assuage my spiritual thirst.
Guigo the Carthusian, I, died 1188, Carthusian monk, Grenoble, France
As the deer pants for streams of water,
so my soul pants for you, my God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
When can I go and meet with God?