Quotes about god

But as I rav'd and grew more fierce and wild

At every word,

Methought I heard one calling, Child!

And I reply'd, My Lord.

Throw away thy rod;

Though man frailties hath,

Thou art God:

Throw away thy wrath.

Let him be rich and weary, that at least,

If goodness lead him not, yet weariness

May toss him to my breast.

Teach me, my God and King,

In all things thee to see

And what I do in any thing,

To do it as for thee.

Thou tarriest, while I die,

And fall to nothing: thou dost reign,

And rule on high,

While I remain

In bitter grief: yet I am styl'd

Thy child.

Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,

Guilty of dust and sin.

But quick-ey'd Love, observing me grow slack

From my first entrance in,

Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning,

If I lacked any thing.

Love is that liquor sweet and most divine,

Which my God feels as blood, but I as wine.

Throw away thy rod,

Throw away thy wrath:

O my God,

Take the gentle path.

A servant with this clause

Makes drudgery divine:

Who sweeps a room, as for thy laws,

Makes that and th' action fine.

He would adore my gifts instead of me,

And rest in Nature, not the God of Nature:

So both should losers be.

You must sit down, says Love, and taste my meat:

So I did sit and eat.

Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store,

Though foolishly he lost the same,

Decaying more and more,

Till he became

Most poor:

With thee

O let me rise

As larks, harmoniously,

And sing this day thy victories:

Then shall the fall further the flight in me.