What are you, my God?
Who are you, but the Lord God himself?
You are the highest, the most righteous and the most powerful being.
You are the most merciful,
and yet the most just.
You are the most mysterious,
and yet the most present.
You are the most beautiful,
and yet the strongest.
You are stable,
You are unchanging,
yet changing all things.
You are never new and never old,
yet you are constantly renewing all things.
You are always working,
yet always at rest.
You create great riches on earth,
yet need nothing yourself.
You support, nourish, and protect all.
and yet you are without passion.
You are jealous,
and yet have no fear.
You recoil at our sin,
and yet you do not grieve.
You are angry,
yet remain serene.
You alter your plans in response to our actions,
yet your law and purpose remain firm.
You take as you find,
yet never lose.
You have no envy,
yet you require us to multiply the talents you have bestowed.
You pay debts, yet owe nothing;
you forgive debts, yet lose nothing.
What shall I say, O my God, my life, my holy joy?
What can any man say when he speaks of you?
Silence offers the greatest eloquence,
yet woe to him who does not sing your praise.
St. Augustine of Hippo, 354 – 430
Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God!
How unsearchable his judgments,
and his paths beyond tracing out!
“Who has known the mind of the Lord?
Or who has been his counselor?”
“Who has ever given to God,
that God should repay them?”
For from him and through him and for him are all things.
To him be the glory forever! Amen.