As the time comes when you no longer wish to see
what I previously desired
when instead your will is what you wanted
it is then that you purify me.
But where has my freedom been for so long?
From what secret depth it was dragged out
in an instant that I might agree to bow my head
beneath your yoke which is gentle
and accept in my shoulders you burden which is light,
o Lord Jesus Christ, my strength and my redeemer.
How suddenly comforting it was
to lose the past comforts of the past!
I had long feared losing them,
and now it was a joy to throw them away.
Truly it was you who put them far away from me,
my true and supreme comfort;
you put them far away
and set yourself in their place.
AUGUSTINE
The Confessions 9.1
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