THE HUMOURS OF THE SEMINARIAN'S HOUSE
Not in our fall, O Lord, but in Your grace
Is living done each day instead of dying;
A portion of our day makes up time's race
And absolute grandeur is signified by trying.
Mass and energy go far in Einstein's case
Which soon would doom us for our knowledge, prying
And in the wide corridor of eternal face
Mankind's truth is seen, a shadow lying.
Therefore, show us the way our human purpose lies
To find You, fathomless 'neath interfusing skies,
Each path Your glory, each word Your domain,
And language whole with Your intention plain
For if to love You is our dearest destiny,
Let us first understand You, right in infinity.
Not in our fall, O Lord, but in Your grace
Is living done each day instead of dying;
A portion of our day makes up time's race
And absolute grandeur is signified by trying.
Mass and energy go far in Einstein's case
Which soon would doom us for our knowledge, prying
And in the wide corridor of eternal face
Mankind's truth is seen, a shadow lying.
Therefore, show us the way our human purpose lies
To find You, fathomless 'neath interfusing skies,
Each path Your glory, each word Your domain,
And language whole with Your intention plain
For if to love You is our dearest destiny,
Let us first understand You, right in infinity.