Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Love of God by George Herbert (1593-1633)

I found this poem in my reading this morning and had to share its wonderful way it depicts the love of God and our reaction to it:


LOVE
Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning,
If I lack'd anything.
'A guest,' I answer'd, 'worthy to be here:'
Love said, 'You shall be he.'
'I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,
I cannot look on Thee.'
Love took my hand, and smiling, did reply,
'Who made the eyes but I?'
'Truth, LORD, but I have marr'd them; let my shame
Go where it doth deserve.'
'And know you not,' says Love, 'who bore the blame?'
'My dear, then I will serve.'
You must sit down,' says Love, 'and taste my meat.'
So I did sit and eat.

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