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Come now, high king of heaven.
Come to us in flesh and bone.
Bring life to us who are weary with misery.
Bring peace to us who are overcome with weeping,
whose cheeks are covered with bitter salt tears.
Seek us out, who are lost in the darkness of depression.
Do not forget us, but show mercy to us.
Impart to us your everlasting joy,
so that we, who are fashioned by your hands,
may praise your glory.
The Exeter Book, c.950, anthology of Anglo-Saxon poetry.
Whom have I in heaven but you?
And there is nothing on earth that I desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever.