Thy Mercy [bad word] us O Lord,
As life in the domain of death,
As knowledge in the sea of ignorance,
As the inebriating beauty of Thy Face
Reflecting through earthly forms
In a world which without them
Would suffocate of its own ugliness.
How to thank Thee, O Lord,
When the very breath that thanks Thee
Is vivified by Thy ever-present Mercy.
For is not the very substance of existence
The Breath of [bad word] manifested?
And is not the love which quickens life
reflection of Thy Love for Thine own theophany?