Thou alone, O my Creator, knowest all my secret falls and the full extent of my sins. No one has ever been such a dwelling-place of sin as I. No one ever embittered Thy grace, O Master, as fully as I, who followed the aims of sin. But do Thou, Who art a sea of goodness, dry up the ruinous sea of my sins. Do Thou, Who art an abyss of loving-kindness, drown the abyss of my sins. -- St. Ephraim the Syrian,
A Spiritual Psalter, #61
Wait, I have SECRET faults too?! I just got done agreeing with Rebekah over at CSPP about how motherhood provides "hourly reminders of how insidious and horrific is my enmity toward God" and now you're telling me about secret faults? Ow ow ow!
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Psalm 19
Yup.
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