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I cannot ope mine eyes,
But thou art ready there to catch
My morning-soul and sacrifice:
Then we must needs for that day make a match.

My God, what is a heart?
Silver, or gold, or precious stone,
Or star, or rainbow, or a part
Of all these things or all of them in one?

My God, what is a heart?
That thou should'st it so eye, and woo,
Pouring upon it all thy art,
As if that thou hadst nothing else to do?

Indeed man's whole estate
Amounts (and richly) to serve thee:
He did not heav'n and earth create,
Yet studies them, not him by whom they be.

Teach me thy love to know;
That this new light, which now I see,
May both the work and workman show:
Then by a sun-beam I will climb to thee.

by George Herbert

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First questioning God for the gravity of love he bestows of men. And in progression make request to God, praying that he will climb to him oneday. Great piece!
He did not heav'n and earth create yet studies them, not him by whom they be.... This is so true, everyday we have men straining to discover more about creation yet so blind about d creator!
Your poems inspire me so much :)
reading poem like this on sunday morning is very good start for me as christian. yes, teach me thy love to know so i won't be lost among genius of your flock. md
It shows not only religious beliefs but the truth of it through words. I myself am religious and this poem describes what many may feel. Don't be put out by what others criticize on your beliefs.
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