God takes such delight in the human person that
Divinity sings this song to our soul:
O lovely rose on the thorn!
O hovering bee in the honey!
O pure dove in your being!
O glorious sun in your setting!
O full moon in your course!
From you,
I you God
will never
turn away.
All we have
All we are
From All That Is,
A gift.
One without wonder
Will not see It
While the eyes of the grateful
Will reflect It.