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44 - Set Me Aflame
Set me aflame. What a wonder! Earthly lovers carry their foolish passions to extremes of fervent love, yet we who claim to love you do so weakly and faintheartedly. No, no, dear God, worldly love must not be stronger than divine love.
Show what you can do with a heart that is completely given over to you. My heart is open to you. You know its innermost recesses.
You know what your grace has the power to stir up in it. You are only waiting for me to consent and give you my free will. This I do most ardently, a thousand times over.
Take possession of everything in me. Show yourself to be God. God, set me aflame, consume me.
Weak and powerless creature that I am, all that I have to give you is my love. Increase it, Lord, and make it worthy of you. Oh, if only I were capable of doing great things for you! Oh, if only I had much to sacrifice for you! But all that I am capable of is so little.
From this moment on, all I want to do is sigh after you, long for you, and die to myself so that I may love you more.