Lord you live in inaccessible light,

Lord you live in inaccessible light,
out of reach, where all feels dim, an absence
diffusing light, life, and grace, like a glass
translucent, placed aloft--light gleams through--and,

there is each good. In you is all life, all
meaning, You who can make and unmake worlds
out of the abyss; the foul uncleanness
of human passion becomes love when we

follow You. Look at me, on Your earth,
afflicted; You always saw I would be
tormented and then saved. This grace I owe

to You, to generosity. Draw me
close, within Your realm, but to warm myself,
let one so small as I come near once more.

An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition
From V LIII:213. See also B S1:88: Texts differ, Visconti's stronger, Bullock's tighter, polished. MS sF1, V2 & L; Valgrisi 89. Key

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