“Oh, You my God: all peoples praise You and assure You of their devotion.
But what does it mean to You whether I do this or not?
Who am I? That I should believe my prayers are necessary?
When I say “God,” I know that I speak of the Only, Eternal, Omnipotent, All-Knowing and Inconceivable One, of whom I neither can nor should make for myself an image;
on whom I neither may nor can make any demand;
Who will fulfill my most fervent prayer, or ignore it;
And yet I pray as each one who prays who is alive; and yet I pray for
mercies, miracles: fulfillments.
And yet, I pray, for I do not want to lose the blissful feeling of unity, of communion with You.
Oh, thou, my God: Your mercy left us prayer as a bond, a blissful bond with You:
A gift greater than any fulfillment.”
