TO THE SUPREME BEING
by: Michelangelo Buonarroti
(1475-1564)
- HE prayers
I make will then be sweet indeed,
- If Thou the spirit give by which I pray:
- My unassisted heart is barren clay,
- Which of its native self can nothing feed:
- Of good and pious works Thou art the seed,
- Which quickens only where Thou say'st it may;
- Unless Thou show to us Thine own true way,
- No man can find it: Father! Thou must lead.
- Do Thou, then, breathe those thoughts into my mind
- By which such virtue may in me be bred
- That in Thy holy footsteps I may tread;
- The fetters of my tongue do Thou unbind,
- That I may have the power to sing of Thee,
- And sound Thy praises everlastingly.
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