I cannot open my 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 shouldst it so eye, and woo,
Pouring upon it all they art,
As if that thou hadst nothing else to do?

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

Teach me thy love to know,
hat this new light, which now I see,
May both the work and workman show.
Then by a sunbeam I will climb to thee.

George Herbert

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