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15. And so say I too, O my God, where art Thou? Behold where
Thou art! In Thee I breathe a little, when I pour out my soul by
myself in the voice of joy and praise, the sound of him that keeps
holy-day. And yet it is "cast down," because it relapses and
becomes a deep, or rather it feels that it is still a deep. Unto it
doth my faith speak which Thou hast kindled to enlighten my feet in the
night, "Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou
disquieted in me? hope thou in God; His "word is a lamp unto my
feet. Hope and endure until the night, the mother of the
wicked, until the anger of the Lord be overpast. whereof we also
were once children who were sometimes darkness. the remains whereof we
carry about us in our body, dead on account of sin. "until the day
break and the shadows flee away. "Hope thou in the Lord." In the
morning I shall stand in Thy presence, and contemplate Thee. I
shall for ever confess unto Thee. In the morning I shall stand in
Thy presence, and shall see "the health of my countenance,". my
God, who also shall quicken our mortal bodies by the Spirit that
dwelleth in us, because in mercy He was borne over our inner darksome
and floating deep. Whence we have in this pilgrimage received "an
earnest". that we should now be light, whilst as yet we "are saved
by hope,". and are the children of light, and the children of the
day, not the children of the night nor of the darkness, which yet
we have been. Betwixt whom and us, in this as yet uncertain state of
human knowledge, Thou only dividest, who provest our hearts. and
callest the light day, and the darkness night. For who discerneth us
but Thou? But what have we that we have not received of Thee?.
Out of the same lump vessels unto honour, of which others also are
made to dishonour.
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