by Pavel Chichikov
I fell before you, secret One
God’s anointed, only Son,
Invisible inside your home,
A tabernacle, windows none
Doors divided, then a cell
Unseen and yet I knew you well
From all you have devised and done –
God’s anointed, only Son
A riddle set you, gave to me
How to adore and yet not see,
And I in turn gave back to You
Unseen my soul to heal, renew
Exchanged we then my soul confessed
For bounty which is limitless,
Unspoken treaty signed and done
By sacrifice, God’s only Son
Here I lost and could not hold
My glimpse of you, as if my soul
Had lost the will by which to see
Your sweet invisibility
And yet in love you still supply
What none can grasp by thought or eye,
Gracious have devised and done –
The love of you, God’s only Son
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