Thou Art Holy

To look upon Thine face
is to stare upon Eternity,
so Holy art Thou.

Angels bow down before you,
praising you with their wings,
praising you with song,
spreading their love.

So Holy art Thou
Thy face destroys me,
makes me humble with grateful tears,
makes me humble with willing ears.

Have pity on me Lord
and do not judge me so harshly,
do not make me feel so naked
in your radiance
your eternal sunshine of the mind,
let me be with Thee Lord
and Thee with me.

I thank you for giving me a soul,
for bestowing me with divine freedom,
for loving me despite my poor estate,
for feeling my fears and comforting me.

Thou art and I am becoming,
Thank you for letting me out of repetition compulsion,
Thy knowledge is more divine than grace.

I will think upon Thee
and contemplate Thy Mind,
whose glory is of the Heavens
whose grounds are our souls.